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FOREWORDS TO Quarto 2, 1604. 

§ 1. Q2 the real Hamlet : is worth 

mure than Fl. 
§ 2. Cannes of the omissions in Q2, 

Fl, p. v. and xviii. 

§ 3. Superstitions about the Berenge 

Hamlet; more" flat Burglary" 

on Shalcspere, p. vi. 
§4. Quarto 1 and Quarto 2, p. X. 
§ 5. Quarto 1 and Folio 1, p. xiv. 
§6. Tli is Edition. Soteon Hill Kemp. 

§ I. Thi- second Quarto of Hamlet has never yet had 
justice done it by the Shakspere-reading public of England. 
Folk, when hearing or reading the play, do not consciously 
acknowledge, or, as a general rule, know, that it was the 
Second Quarto that first gave Hamlet to them and to the 
world. Even many Shakspere-students do not carry in their 
minds the greater worth of the Second-Quarto as compar'd 
with the First-Folio copy of the play. For this, Shakspere 
editors are mainly to blame. They have not markt by stars 
at the side, as Mr. Furness has so wise!}' done in his admir- 
able new Variorum Lear (III. vi, IV. ii, &c), the passages due 
solely to the Ouarlo, and not in the Folio 1 . But on looking 
at the lines containd in one, and not in the other, the com- 
parer sees at once the greater importance of the Quarto ; for 
it alone contains the long last soliloquy of Hamlet, IV. iv. 
32 — 66. in which Shakspere makes Hamlet speciallv reveal 
to us his character for the third time, and face his want of 
duty to his father, his delay in the accomplishment of his 
almost-forgotten vow to " sweep to his revenge," and his 

1 Modern editors also absurdly leave out the old editors' stars (*) showing 
tiie fresh lines put into 2 and 3 Henry VI . that were not in The Contention and 
True Tragedy; and their inverted commas (' ') showing the lines changed. 



powerlessness to account to himself even, for his so often 
putting-oflf the thing he had to do,- — winding up with that 
characteristic touch, 

' from this time forth, 
My thoughts be bloody, or be nothing worth,' 

no act yet. Against this self-revealing passage in the 
Quarto is to be set only, in the Folio, I. the lines II. ii. 
244 — 276, " Let me question," to "I am most dreadfully 
attended," in which Hamlet draws out Rosencrantz and 
Guildenstern, and confirms his evident suspicion that their 
visit to him was not of their own suggestion, and in which 
he declares that " there is nothing either good or bad, but 
thinking makes it so," and s:iys — 

"O God, I could be bounded in a nutshell, and count my 
selfe a king of infinite space ; were it not that I haue 
bad dreamc-s." .... "A dreame it selfe is but a 
shadow," &c. 

2. the bit of talk between Hamlet and Horatio before Osric's 
coming, in V. ii. 68 — 81 ("To quit him," to "who comes 
heere?"), which was evidently left out of the Quarto by 
accident, but which contains the line " The interim's mine, 
and a mans life's no more." These two Folio passages are 
but little beside the Quarto Soliloquy of IV. iv, as regards 
the character of Hamlet. 

The only other passage special to the Folio, of greater 
length than a line or two, 1 is II. ii. 352 — 379 (" How comes 
it," to " his load too"), in which Shakspere, thro Rosen- 
crantz's and Hamlet s mouths, has a slap at the rival 
company of the Children of the Queen's Revels at the 
Blackfriars.fl who, in the Hurbages' let-out theatre, were 
taking Shakspere's audience away from the Globe, where 
his and the Burbages' own company playd. 

Against this passage, and the few occasional lines and 
half-lines that belong to the F"olio onlv, 3 are to be set the 

1 This of Laertes is the best : 

Nature is fine in Loue. and where 'tis fine, 
It sends some precious instance of it selfe 
After the thing it loues. IV. v. 161-3. 

2 Their License is dated 30 Jan. 1603- 4. 

3 See the > it pages l.">, 32, 35, 36, 40,42,50, 51, 54,60, 64,08, 74, 76, 77, 
T'.i. 84, 85, 95, 96, 98, 99 below, when not marking Stage-directions. 

^ 1. Q2 BETTEE THAN 11. ^ 2. OMISSIONS OF <^2 ASU PI. V 

Qo. i. Hamlet's long" speech about drunkenness, I.iv. 17 — 38, 
and his reflection on that vice, in which he first warns us how 
the "ore-growth of some complexion, the stamp of one de- 
defect" will make " his vertues . . pure as grace (and) infinite 
as man may vndergoe," "take corruption from that particuler 
fault . . to his owne " ruin; — 2. His reflections on "That 
monster Custom,' III. iv. 160-5, 1 &1 — 1 70; 3. His de- 
nouncing of his 'two Schoolefellows ' and his resolve to 
hoist ' the enginer ' 'with his owne petar,' III. iv. 201-9; 
4. much of Hamlet's talk with Osric, V. ii. 112 — 149; 5. 
Horatio's likening of the coming of the Ghost to the appari- 
tions in Rome " a little ere the mightiest lulius fell," I. i. 
108 — 125 ; 6. Claudius's talk to Laertes on the dangers of 
putting-off, in which Hamlet's character is again aimd at, 
IV. vii. 115 — 124; and the other short passages, lines, or 
words starrd on pages 8, 20, 29, 30, 38, 52, 53, 62 (on mad- 
ness), 67, 68 (fish, worm, king), J2, 79, 80 (Claudius and 
Laertes), 81, 94, 95. That Quarto 2 of Hamlet is more 
important than Folio 1, both for the character of Hamlet 
and the play itself, is a fact that does not admit of question. 
Follows, that it best represents Shakspere's original- — which 
I suppose to be a revision of the first sketch of his Hamlet 
misrepresented by Quarto 1, 1603. 

^ 2. That most, if not all, of the omissions of Quarto 2 
were accidental, and due to the copier or printer, is certain 
in some cases, and almost certain or probable in all. That 
the most important omissions from the Folio were due to 
cuts, made either bv Shakspere or his fellow-actors, is 
certain from the nature of them. The play was very long, 
and the philosophizings of Hamlet on Drunkenness and 
Custom, of Claudius on Delay, of Horatio on Apparitions, 
would naturally be cut out ; while the stage-difficulty of 
bringing Fortinbras and his army in in IV. iv. is so great, 
that no modern Manager will try it. 1 And even if the army 
were but ' four or five most vile and ragged foils ' in Shak- 
spere's day, the manager of his company may well have 
thought that a fourth Soliloquy from Hamlet was too much 

1 Mr. [rving cuts the scene out. One can forgive this more easily than 
liis chopping nil' tin- fifth Aci of tin- Merchant of Venice with its lovely star- 
light scene, and brilliant t'nn of the ring. 

\i £ If. aim: LCT8 111 V OF Ql MAIHL1 SHAKSPEBE'B OR NOT? 

of a good thing for an impatient public accustomd to plays 
lasting for two hours, or a little more. 

§ 3. Except upon compulsion, I cannot consent to hand 
over to the unknown writer of the unknown old Hamlet so 
much of the plot and detail of Shakspere's play as is involvd 
in Messrs Clark and Wright's supposition that in Qi 
•• Shakespeare's modifications of the [old] Play had not gone 
much beyond the second Act 1 ." If this is the true account 
of the Hamlet we possess, then let us at once confess that 
— allowing lor the evident misrepresentation which Qi 
contains of its original — the credit of three-fifths of the 
character of Hamlet, and about one half of the working out 
of it, belong to the author of the old Hamlet. Let us give 
up the imposture of talking of Shakspere's Hamlet and 
Hamlet, play and man; let us acknowledge Mr. Blank as 
the true designer of both, and look on Shakspere only as 
his touchcr-up and completer. For, what have we in Qi 
after Act II ? Not only 2 Claudius and Gertrude's interview 
with Guildenstern, Rosencrantz, and Polonius ; but Ham- 
let's mention of his "speech," and advice to the Players ; 
his character of Horatio, and request to him to mark the 
King in the one scene that comes near the murder of 
Hamlet's father; Hamlet's calf chaff of Polonius; the 

1 Clarendon-Press Hamlet, 1873, p. ,\. 

2 I had at first written here " Ophelia's being set to meet Hamlet— from the 

Hist or ie — but (the misrepresentation of) Hamlet's 'To be or not to be ; ' 
Ophelia's return Of his presents, his reproaches of her — nunnery -doors-shut, 
face-paintings, no-marriages, &e, — her lament over him ; Claudius's assertion 
that Love is not the cause of Hamlet's disease; Hamlet's sarcasms against 
Polonius — fishmonger, weak hams, crab, &o. — and the latter's ' How pregnant 
his replies are ' ; the coming of Guildenstern and Rosencrantz, and Hamlet's 
forcing their confession thai they were sent for; the coming of the Players; 
Hamlet's fresh sarcasms again si Polonius; his welcome of the Players; his 
getting 'the rugged Pirrhus' speech <mt of one; his comments on players; 
his Eecuba soliloquy, and resolve to tesl ( 'la ml ins by 'the murder of Gonf ago. 1 ' 
But on Bending my proof to Mr. Aldis Wright in the country, he said it partly 
misrepresented or misunderstood him ; and 1 see that I mistook the point at 
which he ended Act II. of Ql. His words include the " To be or not to be," 
Act III. BC i. of Q2, in Act 1 1, of Ql. Granted. But take up the Facsimile of 
the First Quarto, and read from page 34 to the end. See how much of the real 
Hamlet is in its " not-much-modified " pages, and then think how much of him 
mii-t have been in his original in the first two Acts of the old Revenge Hamlet 
gel the proportion of what belongd to him in Acts I. and II. from the pro- 
portion of him that exists in the slightly modified Acts III, IV, V, — and then 
ask yourself if you car.' to give up three or four fifths of the Hamlet you know, 
for the Bake of a theory you don't need, and which is undoubtedly wrong. 


dumb show, " myching Mallico," &c. ; the sub-play; its 
sudden break-up ; Hamlet's sarcastic chaff after it, and " i'le 
tike the Ghosts word ;" the summons of him to his Mother 
by Rosencrantz and Guildcnstern, and his brilliant exposure 
of them ; his cloud-and-camel chaff of Polonius ; his ex- 
hortation to himself to be cruel, not unnatural; Claudius's 
prayer ; Hamlet's resolve to kill him, and then not to do it : 
Hamlet's interview with his Mother, and killing Polonius 
(from the H istorie) ; his reproaches of her, the two pictures, 
his cleaving her heart in twain ; the appearance of the 
Ghost, his exhortation to Hamlet to remember his death, and 
yet comfort his widow ; her not seeing the Ghost, and sug- 
gesting that it was Hamlet's madness ; Hamlet's pulse proof 
that it was not madness ; his exhortation to his Mother tc 
forbear to-night, and after, his Uncle's bed ; his resolve to 
bury Polonius ; Gertrude's account of Hamlet's doings, to 
Claudius ; the latter's resolve to send him with Guildcnstern 
and Rosencrantz to England ; Hamlet's report of where 
Polonius's corpse and its ' certaine company of politicke 
wormes are' ; Claudius's sending Hamlet to England, that 
his death may follow ; the entry of Fortinbras and his 
Soldiers ; Claudius's and Gertrude's talk over Hamlet's 
departure ; her news of Ophelia's madness ; Ophelia's en- 
trance and songs ; Laertes's coming ; his denunciation of 
Claudius, and lament over Ophelia, on the halter's second 
entry ; her rue and rosemary, violets, owl, and baker's 
daughter ; her Valentine's day, ' And drest the chamber 
doore,' ' Yong men will doo't,' &c. ; Laertes's agreement 
with Claudius ; Horatio's receipt of Hamlet's letter saying 
how he'd disposd of Guildenstern and Rosencrantz ; 
Claudius's scheme for the fencing-match, and Laertes's 
adoption of it ; Gertrude's account of Ophelia's drowning ; 
the Gravediggers' discussion of her death, with the Car- 
penter and Grave-maker's joke ; the G raved igger s song ; 
Hamlet's talk with Horatio and him about the lawyer's scull, 
the woman's grave, the tanner's corpse, Hamlet's father, and 
his own and Englishmen's madness, Yorick, his lips and 
jests, the lady's painting, Alexander's smell and Caesar's 
clay ; Ophelia's funeral ; Laertes's denouncing of the 
Priest, and leap into the grave ; Hamlet's following him 
and ranting, partial apology, and expression of sorrow to 



Horatio; Osric's proposal of the fencing-match, with the 
' cariages,' &c. ; Hamlet's acceptance of it. and foreboding 
of ill ; his madness-apology to Laertes; the match; Ger- 
trude's drinking the poisond cup; Laertes's ' lie hit you 

now ; ' the change of foils i Rapiers), the mutual wounds, the 
( Jueen's 'the drinke, 1 and death ; Laertes's confession, and 
warning to Hamlet ; Hamlet's killing of the King, and for- 
giveness of Laertes ; his charge to Horatio to forego self- 
slaughter, and live to clear his memory ; then Hamlet's 
death; Kortinbras's arrival; Horatio's demand for a 

Ffold that he may tell the story of the tragedy ; and 
Fortinbras's charge to bear Hamlet to his grave, " For he 
was likely, had he lined, To a prou'd most royal 1."" 

Now, I ask, is all this due to the author of the old 
Hamlet? Are the conception, the design and ' lines,' the 
incidents and characters after Act II. which the misrepre- 
sentation of Qi necessitates in its original, — are all these 
to be set down to the unknown Maker of the old Hamlet? 
Is he the author of the continual Shaksperean thoughts and 
words throughout Oi, after Act II? Is Shakspere in- 
debted to him for his Hamlet, far more than he was to the 
author of the Troublesome Raigne for his King John ? Is 
Shakspere the creator of the Hamlet we know, or only his 
painter and glazier? I, for one, decline to believe, on 
present evidence, in the overwhelming debt that Shakspere 
would owe to Mr Unknown, if the original of Qi, after Act 
li, were his. or mainly his, and not, in design and thought, 
almost wholly Shakspere's own. 1 I refuse to recognize any 
other light but that of Shakspere's genius shining through 
the horn and wires of the dull lantern ot Qi. I believe that 
the opposite view has arisen from its holders having just 
compard the words, and not the thoughts, of Qi as it 
stands, with Q2, without having tried to re-create the real 
original that the botchery ami manglings of Qi represent. 
In that original I see, or believe 1 do, Shakspere's first 
conception and ' lines ' of his immortal play; a conception 

1 Dr Br, Nicholson has \\«'ll said of the suggestion that the 'cinkapase of 
1 "and '• nrarme clowne '" lines in Ql (p. 36 7i were taken from the older 
'■(. " Tin- is merely an unsupported ami ... a ludicrous attempt at 
explaining their after There is not the slightest authority, pi 

or probability lor tliis view " [N. Sh. Soc. Tram. 1880, ]>. 19). 



founded on the prose story and the old drama, but owing 
to them nothing but some material. 

The 0\&-Hamleters either refuse to see, or are too blinded 
bv their theory to see, that the question is one to be decided 
mainlv by conception of character ; and accordingly the 
Cambridge editors put forth with the utmost serenity the 
assertion that " in the First, Third, and Fourth Scenes [of 
Act III. in Qi] there is hardly a trace of Shakespeare 2 ." 
You turn to your Qi Facsimile, pp. 43-7, 57-66, and you 
find, tho often in misreported words, all the main lines of 
Shakspere's deathless creations of Hamlet, Claudius, 
Ophelia, Gertrude, in the same scenes of the completed 
play. What ! hardly a trace of Shakspere in the conceptions 
and thoughts of Hamlet in his actors-speech, Horatio's 
character, jokes after the play? None in that sublime 
picture of the penitence of Claudius? None in the imagin- 
ation penetrant that made Hamlet refuse to kill him ? None 
in the irony and pathos of the interview with Ophelia? 
None in her son's wringing of Gertrude's heart? Good 
heavens ! The pages are alive with Shakspere. His mind 
and art, and none but his, designd the characters and in- 
spired the thoughts, there set down in faltering words, 
mistaken phrase ; the voice is Jacob's voice, tho the hands 
are Esau's. Let everybody with eyes, ears, and brains read 
the pages, and judge for himself. 3 

2 Clarendon Press Hamlet. Preface, p. x. The assertion above almost 
equals Mr. Hudson's statement that when Hamlet (among other things) 
accepted Claudius's proposd fencing-match with Laertes, he was "consciously 
doing the best that can be done in his situation " to revenge his father's 
murder. School Hamlet, 1879, p. 27. 

3 I find that this "hardly a trace of Shakespeare" comes naturally from 
the writer who sneers at <: sign-post " criticism," and holds that the function 
of the educator of youn lt folk in Shakspere is simply to look out words for 
them in Cotgrave, &c. (which they could quite easily do for themselves), and 
not to help them in the higher part of their work, the appreciation of Shak- 
spere's characterization and dramatic and poetic power (Clarendon Press 
Lear, p. xviii). Men who dub our school the 'sign-post 3 one, who write 
inane and feeble allegories to show that labourers at Shakspere should remain 
mere labourers, and never strive to become gardeners, much less, scientific 
botanists (Mem. on Hamlet, p. 75), must not be 6urprisd if we call their 
school the 'woodenhead' one, and treat it with the contempt it deserves, 
when it steps outside the province which it has wisely declared that it is 
alone fit for. And I say this while yielding to no one in respect and gratitude 
for the admirably careful work of the leading members of the Labourer or 
\Voodenhead school in their own province. 



But "the wok of Shakespeare [is mixt] with that of an 
inferior artist." Of course, with that of the several mis- 
reporters from whose notes or fancies Qi was got together; 
but even these don t so obscure Shakspere's design — of his 
first sketch — of his play and its characters, that it can't he 
seen and recognizd as his. 

§ 4. That Qi does represent, or misrepresent, Shakspere's 
first sketch of his great Play I still believe. While admit- 
ting that the "vital changes of character, 1 name, scene, 
speech and phrase" which I named in Qi Forewords, pp. 
v-vi, may possibly be due to Shakspere's misreporters, I 
hold that they are not. The conception of Hamlet is 
essentially one of Shakspere's Third Period. Before 1601-2 
the subject would not have taken real hold of him. When 
it did, he (in my belief) wrote his first Hamlet, — on his own 
lines, and not on those of the old Henslowe or " Revenge " 
Hamlet. — The blurrd image of that first Hamlet we have 
in Qi. The play was acted, and laid aside. Then in 1603 
came James I. with his Danish Queen, and appointed 
Shakspere's company "The King's Players." On March 
15, 1603-4, Shakspere himself — clad perchance in the 4.^ 
vards of red cloth given him for the occasion 2 — may have 
witnesst "The Magnificent Entertainment: Giuen to King 
James, Queen Anne his Wife, and Henry Frederick the 
Prince, vpon. the day of his Maiesties Tryumphant Passage 
(from the Tower) through his Honourable Citie (and 
I 1 1. unber) of London," 3 for which Dekker and Ben Jonson 
wrote the speeches and Device- Poems, and for which 

"close to the side of [S. Mildred's Church in the 
Poul l erie.~\ a Scaffold was erected ; where (at the 
Citties cost) to delight the Queene with her owne 
country Musicke, nine Trumpets, and a Kettle 
Drum, did very sprightly and actiuely sound the 
Danish march." 4 

1 I ought to have noted too the leaving out of Claudius's "adulterous 
fault," Ql, p. t3. in his repentance-speech. 

2 N. Sh. Soe. Trans. 1877 9, p. 16*. 

3 Dekker's Works, l*7:s. l. 267. — Arber's Transcript, iii. 258. 

4 That the Trumpets and Drums playd it between V. ii. 235-0 of Hamlet, 
Q2. p. 95, I do not doubt. 



So a Danish play would have been in place in 1604, 1 after 
the plague had ceast 2 ; and even if Shakspere's own genius 
had not made him re-work his first Hamlet, his fellows' 
demands would have made his Company revive his play, 
and Nicholas Ling would have been eager to publish it. 
How admirably the work was done, in outcutting, inputting, 
developing, and refining, every reader of Qi realises for 
himself as he goes thro it, and compares it with his know- 
ledge of the receivd text from O2 and Fi : I need not set 
down all the items here. Hut some must be notist. 

First, the change of the names Corambis and Montano 
into Polonius and Reynaldo, which has so puzzled a late 
critic (if he may be so calld) that he has declard it " inex- 
plicable," though " we regard the edition of 1603 as a first 
sketch 3 ." But few readers can be so dense as not to see 
that, on revising his first sketch, Shakspere may have 
fancied one pair of names better than the other, and that 
when, in 1604, he was probably writing Othello, in which 
he used the name Montano, he'd be sure to take it out of 

2. The markt cutting out of the sneers at the Clown in 
III. ii, sc. ix, 1. 33-43 of Oi. These seem aimd at some 
special Clown ; doubtless the clown of Shakspere's com- 
pany, Will Kemp, a known extemporiser and grimacer 
(p. xvii). Kemp had left the company, and gone abroad. 
He had returnd by Sept. 1601 (Sloane MS. 414, leaf 56), and 

1 I believe in occasions for plays, as Essex's 1G01 rebellion and fate for 
Julius- Ccesar. and James i's witchcraft notions for Macbeth. 

2 The Council's letter to the Lord Mayor of London, andtiie Magistrates of 
Middlesex and Surrey, directing them to allow the King's (Shakspere's) 
Queen's and Prince's Companies " publicklie to exercise their plaies in their 
severall usuall hovvses," is dated April 9, 1001. Leopold Sh. Introd. p. evil. 

3 Memoranda on Hamlet, p. 30. 

4 He also put-in Francisco and Bernardo for the ' 2 Centinels' of Ql, and 
Osric for its ' braggart Gentleman '. 1 have already (p. vii, Ql) quoted one 
of the Montano lines as special to < L )1, and claimd the passage it belongs to as 
Shakspere's. Here it is. with the Q2 and Fl lines after it ■:- 

Ealer Corambis, and Montana. 

Cor. Montano, here, these letters to my sonne, 
And this same mony with my blessing to him, 
And bid him ply his Learning good Montano. 

<,J2. (p. 2fi). .Enter old Polonius. with his man or tiro. 

[Fl. (p. 259). Enter Polonius, a ml Ret/naldo.~} 

(,)2. Pol. Giue him Ibis money, and these notes Reynaldo . 

[Fl. Polon. Giue him his money, and these notes Reynoldo.~\ 


xii § l. change oi clown-allusions, and of characters in Q2. 

by the winter of 1602 had rejoind the company. 1 Staunton, 
Nicholson and others have believd that Kemp was hit at in 
Oi. He may well have been ; hut when the 1601, or early 
1602, play was revisd in 1604, and Kemp was dead, or had 
again a fellowship in their cry of players, the sneers would 
naturally go out. As naturally, the sneers against the 
" avrie of Children, little Vases " would be brought in, 
against the newly licenst Revels-Children at Blackfriars, 
tho — by some accident due to copier or printer, or more 
probably some fear of Ling or Shaksperes Company that 
the sneers might lead to trouble with the Lord Chamberlain 
— the cut at the Children did not appear till the Folio of 
1O23. Of the ' cinkapase' and f warrae Clowne ' lines, Dr. 
Nicholson says, "so far as my poor knowledge of stvle 
goes, they [or the lines they represent] arc Shakespeare's." 
That is what I have always said. And that Shakspere cut out 
of his first Sketch the original of these lines, and wrote those 
in Q2 and Fi for them, I do not doubt. (See p.xv. below.) 

3. The changes of character from Qi to O2. The main 
ones 1 have mentiond in my Forewords to Oi and alluded 
to above. But this subject is so capitally treated by Mr. 
C. 11. Herford, in his forthcoming Harness Prize-Essay for 
1880, on the First Quarto of Hamlet, (Smith and Elder,) 
that I need only refer to his words, and quote a few of them. 
Of those differences between Qi and O2 " which arise from 
a changed dramatic intention, a modification in the design, 
as well as an improvement in the drawing of a character," 
Mr. Herford says: — 

" Scarcely one of the principal actors is without some 
feature which deviates from the more consummate limning 
of O2, and yet is such as only the studious pencil . . could 
produce. To begin with 

I. The Queen. Her fundamentally different attitude 
towards Claudius has often been pointed out. The veil 
which in O2 is studiously made to conceal the precise 
measure of her complicity in the murder, is abruptly rent in 
the earlier version. She pointedly declares 

I sweare by heaven 
1 never knew of this most horrid murder (xi. 92, 3). 

1 See Dr. Nicholson's Paper in N. Sh. Soc. Trans. 1880-2, part 1, and the 
Return from Parnassus, IV. v. 




In Q2, Hamlet . . can exact merely the passive comradeship 

of silence and modesty, not the active complicity of con- 
trivance and daring" (that he does in Ql), in which "in 
various ways a more intimate relation is suggested between 
Hamlet and his mother. She is more closely bound to him 
in affection, and the moral gulf which parts them is less 

II. The King. . . The first Quarto exhibits him in various 
respects deficient in the majesty which . . unquestionably 
clothes him in the second. . . The guilt of the King is 
distinctly greater in Ql. . . . Upon the whole, the King 
of the later version is, by a variety of refined touches . . . 
enlarged in kingly dignity and elevation. . . He falls more 
short of the complete hypocrite, condescends with more 
difficulty and restraint to practise cunning kindness where 
he hates ; has less low-bred facility in playing a false part, 
and betrays himself more readily by the laboured ingenuity 
of his language. These are touches of the high art which 
allows no contrast to be too absolute ; which relieves the 
unvaried shadows of the younger painter with subtle half- 
lights, and tones down his glaring whites with delicate shade. 

III. Hamlet. . . Consider the heightened reserve which 
in Q2 belongs to his relation to Claudius . . (the change of) 
Hamlet's mental attitude towards the supernatural. The 
mystery of Hamlet's hesitation has been . . found in theo- 
logical doubt. Such ground as there is for (this) view is 
found certainly in the later rather than in the earlier 
version. . . Quite typical is the substitution for 

" For in that sleep of death what dreams may come," in 
02,of this in Qi : "For in that dream of death when we 
awake. ." 

To the later Hamlet the future world lies, in truth, in the 
uncertain light of dreams: his predecessor imagines it with 
the greater realism of the waking world. Very significant, 
from this point of view, are the two lines omitted in Q2 : — 

And borne before an everlasting judge 

at whose sight 

The happy smile, & the accursed [are] damn'd. 
In the 'dream' light of (J 2 these suggestions of a theological 
scheme are barely hinted at as 'the dread of something 
after death," and the " other ills we know not of." . . . One 


other passage bears a similar note. His dying words in Qi 
— 'heaven receive my soulc ' — are replaced in Q2 by that 
brief sentence, ' the rest is silence ' . . . . 

In the second place there are in Qi traces slight vet dis- 
tinct of that Hamblet of Saxo and the Hystorie, who is at 
least as much concerned to recover his inheritance as to 
avenge his father. . . — In the third place, the keen 
susceptibility of conscience which marks Hamlet in both 
versions, is in the latter exalted in a few passages into an 
almost feminine tenderness of heart." 

Passing over Mr. Herford's remarks on the diminution in 
O2 of extravagances of Hamlet's thought in Qi, the increase 
of his profound contemplativeness, the lessening of his 
apparent madness, the improvement of dramatic propriety 
in action and speech in Q2, and in the structure of the 
play, I take a few words of Mr. Herford's on " the changes 
which are rather poetical than dramatic" : — 

" There are numerous verses in Qi which, though omitted 
or altered in Q2, are of a beauty beyond the capacity of a 
printer's hack, and which connect the context by a perfectly 
natural link, yet such as no one of rude taste would think 
of supplying if he did not find it. Here and there O2 omits 
a line of a somewhat too daring fancy . . . 

The Jewell that adorn'd his features most 

Is filch'd and stolen away : his wit's bereft him. V. 40. 

. . . parts away 
Silent as is the midtime of the night. V. 49. . . . 

The following is of a bolder type, not unlike the early 
vein of Shakspere's fancy — 

Laertes : — awhile I strive 

To bury quiet within a tomb of wrath 
Which once unhearsed, all the world shall hear 
Laertes had a father he held dear." 

The evidence from the changes of single words is to the 
same effect. For these, and arguments from other grounds, 
I refer again to Mr. Herford's able Essay. And I hope the 
reader of it will conclude with me, — and Mr. H.'s main 
argument, against his later concession (unexpected and un- 
needed, as I think), — that Q2 is a revision by Shakspereof 


his original draft of the play represented, or misrepresented, 
by Qi. 1 

§ 5. It is a little odd — or rather, it is quite consistent with 
our opponents' usual perversity — that the relation of Qi to 
Fi should be taken to establish the proof that Qi was not a 
first sketch, when, lookt at fairly, it demonstrates that Qi 
does represent that first sketch. For, allowing for mutual 
omissions. Fi and 02 are one. 

The chief passage in question is that about the child-actors 
And I say that the words in Q 1 may fairly be taken to repre- 
sent the shortlv-exprest opinion of Shakspere when the child- 
actor nuisance (as he and his company would think it) was in 
its earlier stage in 1 601-2. By 1604 it had developt; a license 
had been granted to a new set, the Queen's Revels' Children, 
to play at the Blackfriars, — 'twas adding insult to injury to 
have them there, — and Shakspere accordinglv,in 1604, broke 
out into the long and special complaint printed in the Folio of 
1623, but written, I believe, for the revisd text of 1604, tno left 
out of the print of it bv d -sign 2 or accident. Here is the 1601-2 
passage, and part of the 1604 one, from Q2 and the Folio : — 

Ql, 1603. Shakspere' 8 first Sketch. Ql, 160 i: pari 'of Shakspere' 's Recast. 

Mam. How chances it they trauaile ? 
their residence both in reputation, 
and profit was better both waves. 

Ros. I think their inhibition, comes 
by the meanea of the late innouasiou. 3 

Ham. Doe they hold the same 
estimation they did when I was in 
the Citty ; are they so followed 

Ros. Xo iudeede are they not. 

Ram. How conies it that they 

Do they grow restie ? 

Gil. No my Lord, their reputation 
holds as it was wont. 

1 " It is unfortunate that the aesthetic feeling which will chiefly influence a 
man in his appreciation of a work of art. should be precisely that one which 
is least communicable. To believe that the firsl quarto is an early sketch, 
appears to me an overwhelming necessity." W. H. Widgery. Harness 
Prize Essay on Ham'et Ql, 1880. 

2 I believe in the design, a-, the Children being the Queen's, the King's 
Players might well not wish their ruts at their rivals to be in print. 

s The License to the Bevels' Children. 30 Jan. L603-4, to play al the Bur- 
bages' Theatre, the Blackfriars. which ''was leased out to one Evans, thai 
first sett up the boyes commonly called the Queenes Majesties < ihildren of the 
ChappehV But when the Burbages afterwards boughl back their lease, they 
placed there "men players, which were Hemings, Condall, Shakspere," Ac. 
The family's .Memorial to the Lord Chamberlain in L635, in my 
1 ■ 'vinus Introduction, j>. xx.wiii, note 3— and so Btopt the Children nuisance. 
at the Blackfriars at least. 



// im. Bow then ? 
Qii, Vi'ntli my Lord, noueltie 
carries it away, 
Por the principal] publike audience 
t li-it 

ae to them, are turned te priuate 
plaj be . 
A 11. 1 to the humour of children. 

Hum. I doe not greatly wonderofit, 
Por those that would mike mops and 

At my uncle. . . Ql, ix. 71-80, p. 30. 

| Real of S/iaks/ierc's Recast, 1604?, 
printed 1623.] 

Ham. Bow comes it? doe they 
grow ni-i v p 

Rosin. Nay, their indeavourkeepes 
in the wonted pace; But there is Sir 
an ayrie of Children, little Vases, that 
crye oul on the top of question ; and 
are mosi tyranically clap't for't: these 
are now the fashion, and so be-ratled 
the common Stages (so they call them) 
that many wearing Rapiers, are af- 
fraide of Goose-qujls, and dare soarse 
come thither. 

Ham. What are they Children? 
Who maintains 'em? How are they 
escoted ? \_and no on as in the receiod 
text, up to 11. ii. 380]. 

Hum. Do the Boyes carry it away ? 

Rossin. I that they do my Lord, 
Hercules and his load too. 

[Q2, again.] Ham. It is not very 
strange, for my Vncleis King of Den- 
marke, and those that would make 
mouths at him while my father liued, 
&c. [Q2, p. 37 ; Fl, p. 262-3.] 

The next important lines are the following, which our oppo- 
nents, mistaking the value of an often-happening accident, 
the leaving out of a line, rashly fancy prove that Ql is not 
a iirst sketch : — 

Ql, 1603. 

The louer shall Bigh gratis 

The clowne shall make 
them laugh 

That are tickled in the 
lungs, or the bhnke 
verse slnll halt for't. 

And the Lady shall haue 
leaue to s:>e'ike her 
minde freely, vii. 83-8, 
p. 30. 

Q'l, accidentally leaving 
out a line. 

The Louer shall not sigh 
gratis, the humor us Man 

shall end his part in 

peace, and the Lady 
shall say her minde free- 
ly ; or the black verse 
shall hault fort. What 
players are they. II. ii. 
335-9, p. 36. 

.Fl, with the left -out line 

the Louer shall not sigh 
gratis, the humorous 
man shall end his part 
in peace : the Clowne 
shall make those laugh 
whose lungs are tickled 
a' th' sere : and the Lady 
shall say her minde free- 
ly ; or the blanke Terse 
shall halt for't: what 
Players are thev ? — p, 
262, col. 2. 

The king rises, lights Oph. The King rises. Ophe. The King rises. 
hoe. Exeunt King 2Z<M».What,f righted with 

and Lordes false fire? 

H am. What,f righted with Quee. How fares my Lord? Qu. How fares my Lord? 
false tir Pol. Giue ore the play. Pol. Giue o're the Play. 



King. Giue me some light, King. Giue me some 

away. Light. Away. 

/'o/. Lights, lights, lights. All. Lights,Lights,Lights 
Exeunt all but Hum. Exeunt. Manet Ham- 
S( HM'atio. let df Horatio. 

Then let the stricken Ham. Why let the strook- Ham. Why let the struck- 
deere goe weepe. ix. en Deere goe weepe. en Deere go weepe. 
175-6, p. 41. III. li. 277 -282, p. 51. p. 2(38, col. 2. 

Isn't it perfectly clear that Ql has, in both cases, — as it so 
often has, in V. ii. 251, and nos. on p. iv — accidentally left out 
a line that was both in the First Sketch of 1601-2 (pr. 1603) 
and the Recast of 1604, Q2, which line is preserve! in the 
Folio printed from the Play-copy of the 1604 MS. 1 ? I con- 
clude then, that the relation of Qi to the Folio, as well as 
to Q2, and the deliberate changes afterwards made in names 
and characters, in the dramatic structure of the. play, in the 
greater refinement of persons, the greater depth of thought, 
the fngher poetic beauty, all join in proving that Ql repre- 
sents, or misrepresents, Shakspere's First Sketch ot Hamlet. 

§ 6. The following Facsimile of Q2 is from the Duke of 
Devonshire's copy of the original. All the Duke's Kemble 
Quartos have, I believe, had their pages cut down and 
mounted, which accounts for some of the headlines (p. Jj), 
catchwords (pp. 78, 38), and signatures (p. 36) being cut off. 
The numbers outside the rules are those of Act, scene, and 
line, in the Globe edition. Those lines in Q2 and not in Fi 
are starrd (*) ; those Q2 lines that are alterd in Fi are 
daggerd (t). When Q2 has not 1 or more lines that are in 
Ql, a > is put at the point where thev are wanting. I 
meant to have markt near the inside rules the scene and 
line-nos. of Oi, and distin^uisht all the fresh and alterd 
lines, but the proofs I expected did not come to me for the 

Note on Will Kemp, p. xi. Chalmers, in his ' Farther 
Account of the Early English Stage,' Variorum Sh. 1821, 
iii. 490, believes that Kempe died of the plague in 1603, 
and was buried at St. Saviour's Southwark: " 1603, Novem- 
ber 2d. William Kempe, a man " was buried, as the parish 
Register savs. Of Kempe's character, Chalmers says that 

1 See more striking instances overleaf. 



"like Tarleton, gained celebrity, by his extemporal wit ; 
whilst, like other clowns, Kempe raised many a roar by 
making faces, and mouths of all sorts. 1 " [Compare "blab- 
bering with his lips," Qi, ix. 39, p. 57.} " He appears, from 
the quarto plays of Shakspeare to have been the original 
performer of Peter in Romeo and Juliet, in 1595 ; and of 
Dogberry in Much Ado About Nothing, in 1600." 

(Mr J. P. Collier (Lives of Actors, p. 1 17) has, I am told, 
quoted evidence from some City-archives that Kempe was 
alive in 1605, but whether Dr Ingleby, &c, have examind 
the document, I do not know.) 

Note to p. xvi, xvii. The accidental omissions of Q2. 
Mr P. A. Daniel reminds me to quote these instances, in 
which the eye of the copier of Q2, as he workt on, or its 
printer, caught the second Rocoueries and Amies instead 
of the first : 

Shakspere's MS. as copied for Fl. 

with his. .Fines, his double Vouchers^ 
his Recoueries : Is this the fine of his 
Fines, and the recouery of his Recou- 
erk-s. to haue his tine Pate full of fitu- 
Dirt? -V.i.114. [Fol. p. 277, col. 2.] 

Clo. He was the first thai euerbore 

Other. Why he had none. 

What, ar't a Heathen? how 
dost thou understand the Scripture 1 
the Scripture says Adam dig'd; could 
hee digge without Armes? lie put an- 

other question to thee . . 
ij.i. Fol. p. 277, col. 1. 


Q2, with a line accidentally left out. 

with his. . fines, hisdouble vouchers, 
his recoueries 

\_no (jap in Q2j 
to haue his fine pate full of fine 
durt. p. 85. 

Clowne. A wasthe first that euerbore 

iio yap in Q'2. 

He put an- 
other question to thee ... p. 84. 

1 •' In the Cambridge comedy, called The Return from Parnassus. Kempe is 
introduced personally, and made to say : "I was once at a Comedy in Cam- 
bridge, and there I s iw a parasite make faces and mouths of all sorts. ON THIS 
Fashion." The Cambridge wit, we see, considered Kempe as a proper come- 
dian to raise Laughter by making mouths on this fashion. When Burbadt, r e has 
instructed a student how to act properly, and tells him: — "You will do well 
after a while:" Kempe takes up the student thus: " Now for yon ; methinks 
you should belong to my tuition ; and your face, methinks. would be good for a 
foolisb mayor, or a foolish justice of peace .• mark me." And then, Kempe goes 
on, to represenl & foolish mayor; making faces, for the instruction of the 
student. ' 



Mr Daniel kindly sends me four more of the eight passages 
not found in 02, but which he and I "believe to have been 
omitted from that version, and not added in Fl." 

" 5. II. ii. 215-16. "I will leave him, and suddenly con- 
trive the means of meeting between him and my daughter." 
The words underlined are not found in O2, but it seems 
clear that they were accidentally omitted ; their absence 
destroys the sense of the passage by making Polonius say 
that he will leave Hamlet with Ofelia when Ofelia is not 
present. The copyist or compositor jumped from the first 
him to the second, and missed the words between them. 

6. II. ii. 244-276. Thirty -three lines absent here, from 
" Let me question more" to " / am dreadfully attended." 
I take this to be an omission on the part of Q2 ; but I can't 
prove it. Hamlet compares Denmark to a prison, etc. It 
seems all one with the rest of the discourse between him 
and Ros. and Gail. 

7. IV. ii. 32-33. " Hide fox, and all after" Last words 
of the scene. Uuite possibly a little accidental omission on 
the part of Q2. 

8. V. ii. 68 — 80. Thirteen lines absent. Hamlet is made 
thereby to break his speech in the middle of a sentence, so 
that the first part becomes meaningless. As this part then 
— lines 68 to 70 — can only be accounted for as an accidental 
omission on the part of Q2, so may all the other absent 
lines — 71 to 80 — of this passage. 

These eight passages [iour plus the 'sere.' 'child-actors, 
' armes ' and ' Recoueries ' bits] comprise all that is absent 
from the O2, some 85 lines in all. 

The omissions in the Folio, counting only passages of 
MORE than one line, amount to 218 lines — omissions of a 
word or a word or two, sometimes absolutely necessary to 
the sense, are extremely numerous." 

The more the matter is gone into, the more plain will it 
be that no argument against the first Sketch of Hamlet can 
be drawn from Fl, and the more clear will it be that Q2 
and Fi are copies from one original, the revised MS. of 



Character* in the Fits! Quarto of 

Hamlet, 1603, 

in the order of their Appearance. 

Two Centinels: the second, Bar- 

NARDO, p. 2. 

Horatio, p. 2, 8, 13, IS, 37, 53, 56 

MaBCELLUS, p. 2, 8. 13, 18. [60 

Ghost (of Hamlet's Father), p. 3, 5 
1 1, 15, L9, 45 

Characters in the Second Quarto of 

Hamlet, L604, 

in the order of their Appearance, 

Babnabdo and Fbancisco, twoC< a- 

tiuels, p. 2, 11. 
Horatio, p. 2. 1 1. 18,23,48,71,77,85, 
M, p. 2. 11. 18, 23. [90. 

Ghost (of Hamlet's Father), p. 3, 5, 
19, 20, 2.".. 63. 

The King, p. 6, 22. 28. 34, 37, 13, 49, Claudius, King of Denmarke, p. 7, 

54, 59, 62. 
The QUBENE, p. 6, 22. 34. 37, 44, 49, 

53, 59, 62. 
Hamlet, p. 0, 13, 15. 25. 28, 36, 43, 

II. 17, 56, 60. 
Liumis. p. 6, 11, 50, 54, 59, 62. 
COBAMBIS, p. 6, 12. 20. 22, 28, 30, 

35. 37. 42. 44. 

Tli.- two Ambassadors, Cornelia, 

Yoi.tkmak (calld 'Gent.'), p. 6, 23. 

Voltenaar oaly, p. 04. 
Ofelu p. 11. 21. 22.38,49,51,59 Ophelia, Laertes Sister, p. 24,28, 

(in her coffin). *-■ 49, 71 (mad) 75, 88 (a corpse). 

29, 42, 49, 57. 66, 72. 78, 88, 95. 
Gebtbad the Queene, p. 7. 29, 42. 
Counsaile: [49,60,66,71,82,88,95. 

POLONIUS, p. 7. 15, 26, 30, 37, 42, 

is. in, 55, 58, 60. 
His Sonne LAERTES, p. 7, 24, 74, 
78, 88, 95. 
Hamlet, p. 7. 18, 20, 34, 44, 47, 

59, 60, 68, 70, 85. 90. 
Others, p. 7 (see 42, 67, 68, 70, 7 1. 

77, 89, 95), including Cornelh 8, 

and VOLTEMAND, \>. 31. 

MoNTANO, p. 20. 

22. 29. 34 (the : Lordes ', and at 47), 
11. 17. 
Players, p. 31. 36, 38. 

A Dumbe Shew, the Xing' and the 
Queene Then Lucianus, p. 38, 
The Prologue, p. 38. 
The Duke and Dutchesse,! p. 38. 
Murderer,! p. 4.0. 
Other Lords.2 p. 37. 59. R2. 

FORTENBBASSE, Drnininc and Solll- 

diers, p. 19, (with hisTraine) 64. 

Polonius's 'man or two', including 
Kevnaldo. i>. 26. 


p. 29, 35. 12. is, 50, 55, 57, 66, 68, 

The Trumpets, p. 30. 70. 

The Players, p. 38, 56; Three of 

t lie in, 3 p. 47 ; 

A Dumbe Show : a King and a 

Queene, ami an other man. p. 51. 

Prologue; King and Queene, p. 51. 

Lucianus, p. 53. 

Lords. J,. 42 (see p. 67, 68, 70, 74, 77, 

89, 05). 
Trumpets and Kettle Drummes, p. 49, 

and Officers, p. 95. 
Fobtinbbasse with his Army, and a 
( iaptain, p.70; withfoureCaptaines, 
A Gentleman, p. 71, 77. J'- 99. 

A Messenger, p. 71, 79. 
Clown e and in othei the 2 Crave- Two Clownes Grave-diggers], p. 83. 

diggers . p. 55. Doctor: a churlish Priest, p. 88. 

A Bragarl Gentleman, p. 60. A Courtier, roung Ostbtcke (p. 94), 

A Lord, p. 9*4. p. 92, 99. 

The AinbassadorsfromEngland,p.64. The Embassadors from England,p.99 
("Only the first entry of every Character in each Scene is set davit.) 

1 ["here i> no need to make tin- Actors in the Sub-play the same as those 
in the " Dumbe Show.' A travelling company might well have had 7 Actors 
in ; more probably 7 thin 4, in Shakspere's day. 

2 -( )ther t li-i 1 1 the two Lordes, Rossencrafl and Gilderstone,ofp.34: cp.p.59. 

3 This implies that there were more than 3: 3 were in the Dumb Show. 
4 in the Sub-Play. Allow 5 or 7 for the Company travelling. 


Tragicall Hiflorie of 


Trince ofDenmarfy. 

By William Shakefpeare. 

Newly imprinted and enlarged to almoft as much 
againe as it was, according to the true and perfect 


Printed by I. R. for N. L. and are to be To id at his 

ihoppe vnder Saint Dunftons Church in 
Fleerftreet. id 04. 

■-^p*-""""" »■•■•«*■ 


The Tragedie of 


^Prince o/Venmar^e. 

Eater Bamardo, andFrandfco t tw6 Centlndu 
\f \y Nay anfwere me. Sraod and vnfolde your felfe. 

Long liuetbe King. 






Bar. Hee. 

Fran. You come moft carefully vpon your houre, 

Bar. Tis now ftrooke twelfe, get thee to bed Frandfcog 

Fran. Forthisreliefe much thanks, tis bitter cold* 
And I am fick 3t harr. 

Bar. Haue you had quiet guards 

Fran. Notamoufeftirring. 

Bar. Well, good night : 
If you doe meere Ihratio znA."MarceU$ts t 
The riualls of my watch, bid them make had 
Enter Horatio s and TdarceUus. 

Fran. I thinke I heare them, (land ho, who is there C 

Hrra. Friends to this ground. 

"Mar. And L eedgemen to the Dane* 
I Fran. Giueyou good night. 

I Trior. Q % fanvell honeft touldiers, who hath relieu'd you t 
\ Fran. &nw<& hath my place 5 giueyou goodnight. 







id v? 
If IS 



The Tragedie of Hamlet 

Trior. Holla, Bamardo. 
Bar. Say , what is Horatio there f 
Hora. A peecc of him. 

Bar. Welcome Horatio, welcome good Marcel/w, 
Bar*. What, ha's this thing appcard againe to nigjit ? 
Bar. I haue fcene nothing. 
Til* . Horatio faies tis but our fantafie. 
And will not let belief e take holdeofhim, 
Touching this dreaded fight twice feene of vs, 
Therefore I haue intreated him along, 
With vs to watch the minuts of this night, 
That if againe this apparition come, 
He may approoue our eyes and fpeake toic 
Hora. Tufh,tufh, t will not appear c. 
Bar. Sitdowneawhile> 
And let vs once againe alTaile your eares, 
That are fo fortified againfi: our ftory. 
What we haue two nights feene. 

Bora. Wclljfitwedowne, 
And let vs heare Barnardofytzkc of this. 

Bar. Laft night of all, 
When yond fame ftarrc thats weafrward from the pole, 
Had made his courfe t'iliume thatpartof heauen 
Where now it burnes, Ttfarceilus and my felfe 
The bell then beating one. 

Enter Ghoft. 
"Ma, Peace, breake thee of, Iooke where it comes againe. 
Bar. In the fame figure like theKing thats dead. 
TAar. Thou arr a fcholler, fpeake to it Horatio. 
Bar. Lookcs a not like the King ? marke it Horatio. 
Hora.Mott like,ithorrowesrac with feare and wonder. 
Bat. Itwouldbefpoketa 
"Mar, Speak e to it Horatio. 

Hora. What art thou that vmrpft this time of night, 
Together with that faire and warlike forme, 
I n which the Maieftie of buried Denmarke 
Did fometimes march, by heauen I charge thee fpeake, 
"Mar. It is offended. 
Bar. See it ftaukes away. 

Prince of Dentnar\e. 

Bird. Stay, fpeake, fpeake, I charge thee (peak e. Exit Chop. 

TAdr. Tis gone and will not anfwere. 

Bdr. How now Hotdtio, you tremble and iooke pale, 
Is not this fomthing more then phantafie ? J4 

What thinke you-ont i 

Hora. Before my God I might not this belieue, 
Without the fencible and true auouch 

Trtdr. Is it not like the King i ^ 

Hard, A s thou art to thy feffe. 
Such was the very Armor he had on, 60 

When he 'he ambitious Korwdj combated, 
So fr *nd he once, when in an angry parle 62 

He fmot the fleaded pollax on the ice. 

Mdr. Thus twice before, and iump at this dead houre, + 

With maniall ftauke hath he gone by our watc h. 66 

Hard. In what perticular thought, to worke I know not, 
Butinthegrofleandfcopeofmine opinion, 
This bodes fome Grange eruption to our ftate. 

"Mot. Good now fir downe, and tell me he that knowes, 
Why this Came ftrikt an d moft obferuant watch 
So nightly toiles the fubieel of the land, 72 

And with fuch dayly coll of brazon Cannon j 

And forraine marte, for implements of warre, 
Why fuch imprefle of (hip-writes , whofe fore taske 
Does not deuide theSuuday from the weeke, 
What might be toward that this fweaty haft 
Doth make the night ioynt labourer with the day, 
Who ill that can informe mee t 

Bard. That can I. 

Atleaftthewhifpergoesfo } our laft King, *• 

Whofe image euen but now appear' d to vs, 
Was as you knowe by Fortinbraffe ofKorway, 
Thereto prickt on by a moft emulate pride 
X)ar'd to the combat 5 in which our vaJ ian r Hamlet, *y 

(For 10 this fide of our knowne world eftcemd him) 
Did flay this Ftrtmbrdjfe, who by a feaid compact 
Well ratified by lawe and hcraldy to 

B * Did 

1 1 



















The Tragedie of Hamlet 

Did forfait (with his life) all thefe his lands 

Which he flood feaz'd of, to the conquerour. 

A^ainftthewhicha moitie competent 

Was gaged by ourKing, which had retume 

To the inheritance ofFortinbrtJfe, 

Had he bin vanquifher ; as by thefame comart. 

And carriage of the article defTeigne, 

His fell to Hamlet *, now Sir, young Fortmhrajje 

Of vnimprooued mettle, hot and foil, 

Hath in the skirts of Norway hcere and there 

Sharkt vp a lift of laweJefle refolutes 

For foodc and diet to fome enrerprUe 

That hath a ftomacke in'r, which is no other 

As it doth well appeare vnto our ftate 

But to recouer of vs by ftrong hand 

And rearmes compulfatory, thofe forefaid lands 

So by his father loll *> and this I take it, 

Is the mainemotiue of our preparations 

The four c e of this our watc h, and the chiefe head 

Of this pofl haft and Romadge in the land. 

Bar. Ithinkeitbenoothe^butenfo; 
Well may it fort that this portentous figure 
Comes armed through our watch fo lik e the King 
That was and is the queftion of thefe warrcs. 

Uara. A moth it is to trouble the mindes eye : 
In the mod high and palmy (tat c of Rome, 
A littlecre the migbtieft Iuhus fell 
The ©raues flood tennatlefle, and the fheeted dead 
Did fqueakeand gibber in the Roman ftreets 
As ftarres with traines of fier, and dewes of blood 
Difafters in the funne 5 and the moift flarr e, 
Vponwhofe influence 2vff/?r/w«Empierftands, 
Was ficke alraoft to doomefday with eclipfe. 
As harbindgers preceading ftill the fates 
And prologue to the Omen comming on 
Haue heauen and earth together demonftrated 
Vmoour Climatures and countrymen. 

Inter Cbofi. 

■ A 


Prince of Dcmttarl$e. 

But foft, behold, loe where it comes againe 120 

1 ! e crofl* it though it blaft mee : ftay illufion, Ufpre aeU f/nar 

Iftnoubaftanyfoundorvfeofvoyce, bistrmcu 

Speake to me, iftherebe any good thing to be done 5° 

That may to thee doe eafe, and grace to mecj 

Speake to me. 

It thou art priuie to thy countries fate 

Whic h happily foreknowing may auoyd 3* 


Or if thou haft vphoorded in thy life 

Extorted treafure in the wombe of earth 

For which they Cry your fpirits oft walke in death. Tbeeod^ , 3 e 

Speake ofit,ftay and fpeake, flop it Mactllus. cmres. (m^*) 

M&. Shalllftrikeitwithmypartizanf wf 

Jhr. Doe if it will not (land. 

Bar. Tisheere. 

Bar. Tisheere, 

Trtdr. lis gone. 14.1 

We doe it wrong being fo Maiefticall 
To offer it the (ho we of violence, 
For it is at the ay re , invulnerable, 
And our vaineblowes malicious mockery. ,+s 

Bat. It was about to fpeake when the cock crewe. 

Bar. And then it flatted like a guilty thing, 
Vponarearefull fummons \ I haue heard, 

The Cock that is the trumpet to the morne, i 5 ^ 

Doth with his lofty and flirill founding throat 
Awake the God ot day , and at his warning 
Whether in fea or fire, in earth or ayre 

Th'extrauazant and erring fpirit hies $* 

To his confine, and of the trurh heerein 
This prefent obieel made probation. 

TrUtr. It faded on the crowing of the Cock. 
Some fay that euer gainft that leafon comes y 

Wherein our Sauiours birth is celebrated 

This bird of dawning fingeth all night long, ,60 

And then they fay no fpirit dare flurre abraode 
The nights are whoUbme, then no plannets ft rifce, 
No faiiy takes, nor witch hathpower to charmc c 


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The Tragedic of Hamlet 

So hallowed, and 1 o grarious 13 that time. 

Hot*. So haue I heard and doe in part bclicue ir, 
But looke the morne in ruflet mantle clad 
Walkes ore the dewe of yon high Eafhvard hill 
Breakc we our watch vp and by my aduife 
Let vs impart what we haue feene to night 
Vnto young Hamlet, for vppon my life 
This fpirit dumb to vs, will fpeake to him : 
Doe you confent we fhall acquaint him with it 
Asneedfull in our loues, fitting our duty. 

Mar. Lets doo't I pray, and I this morning knowe 
Where wc (hall find him moft conuenienr. Extant. 

Florifb. Enter Claudius* King of Denmark?* Certradt be Queene, 
CounfaiU : as "Polonium, and bis Sonne I am<s % 
Hamlet, Cumulus. 

cUud. Though yet of Hamlet our dcare brothers death 
The memorie be greene, and that it vs befitted 
To beare our harts in griere,and our whole Kingdome, 
To be contracted in one browe of woe 
Yet fo farre hath difcretion fought with nature, 
That wc with wifeftforro we think c on him 
Together with remembrance of our felues: 
Therefore our fometime Sifter, now our Qaeene 
Th'imperiaU ioyntrefle to this warlike ftatc 
Haue we as t were with a defeated ioy 
With an aufpitious, and a dropping eye, 
With mirth in funeral!, and with dirdee in marriage, 
In equall fcale waighing delight and dole 
Taken to wife t nor haue we hcerein bard 
Your better wifdomes, which haue freely pone 
With this affaire along(for ali our thankes) 
Now fol lowes that you knowc young EortinbrAJfe* 
Holding a weake fuppofall of our worth 
Or thinking by our late dearebrothers death 
Our Hate to be difioynt,and out of frame 
Coleagued with this dreame of his aduantage 
He hath noc faild to pcftor vs with meffage 


Prince * 

Importing thefiinenderonhofe lands 23 

Loll by his father, with all bands of i awe 24 f 

To our moft valiant brother, To much for htm : * 

Now for our felfe, and for this time of meeting* 

Thus much the bufines is, we haue heere writ 

ToNflnr<g>VncIcofyoungF0rrn*Arrf/7* 28 

Who impotent and bed reel fcarcely heares 

Of this his Nephewes purpofe \ to fupprefle 3° 

His further gate hecrein, in that the leuies, 

The lifts, and full proportions are all made 

Out oi his fubiecl, and we heere difpatch 

You good Cornelius, and you VtAttm*md t 34. 

For bearers of thisgreeting to old Norway, 

Giuing to you no further perfonalt power 

To b uh nes with the King, more then the ic ope 

Of thefe delated articles alio we : 38 f 

Harwell, and let your haft commend your dutie, 

Cot. Vo. In that, and all things will wefho we our ducie. 40 

King. We doubt it nothing, hartelyfarweU. 
And now Laertes wbats the newes with you t 
You told vs of fo me fute,what ift Laertes f 

You cannot fpeake of reaibn to the Dane 4 4 

And lofe your voyce j what wold*ft thou begge Larks, t 
That {hall not be my offer, not thy asking, 
The head u not more nariue to the hart 

The hand more inftrumentall to the mouth 4.8 

Then is the throne of Denmarketo thy father, 
What wonld'ft thou haue Laerta $ 

loot. My dread Lord, 5° 

Y ur leaue and fauour to rename to Fraunce, 
From whence, though willingly I came toDenmarke, 
To fhowe my dutie in your Coronation , 

Yet now I rnuitconfeffe, that duty done J4 

My thoughts and wifhes bend againetoward Fraunce 
And bowe them to your gracious leaue and pardon. 

Kmr. Haue you your fathers leaue, what faies Pohnhu i 

I'm. Hath my Lord wroung from me my Ho we leaue t * 

By labourfome petition, and at laft j$ • 

Vpon his will I feald my ha edeanfenf, to* 




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The Tragedje ofHmlet 

I docbefeechyou giue him leaue to goe. 

King. Take thy fair e boure Lames, time be thine 
And thy beftgraces fpend it at thy will : 
Bin now my Colin Hamlet, and my fonne. 
Ham. A little more then kin* and leffe then kind. 
King. How is it that the clowdes (till hang on you 
Htm. Not fo much my Lord, I am too much in the fonne. 
Queer*. Good HamktciSX thy nighted colour off 
Anct let thine eye looke like a friend on Denmark?, 
Doe not for eoer with thy vailed lids 
Seeke for thy noble Father in the duft, 
Thou know'ft tis common all that Hues muft die, 
Pafsing through nature to eternitie. 
Ham. IMaddairutiscommon. 
Quee. If it be 
V Vhy feemes itfo pertkuler with thee. 

Ham. Seemes Maddam, nay it is, I know not feemes, 
Tis not alone my tacky cloake coold mother 
Nor cufiomary fuites of folembe blacke 
Nor wmdie fufpiration of forft breath 
No, nor the fruitfull riuer in the eye, 
Nor the deiefted hauior of the vi&ge 
Together with all formes, moodes, chapes of griefe 
That can deuote me truely , thefc indeed e feeme, 
for they area£rions that a man might play 
But I haue that within which panes fhowe 
Thefe but the trappings and the fuites of wojj. 

King. TisfweeteandcommendableinyourtiawreKfiwkf, 
To giue thefc mourning duties to your father 
But you rnudkneweyoux father loft a father, 
Tkatfatber loft, loft his. and the furuiuer bound 
In tillia il obligation for fome tearme 
To doe obfequioas forrowc a but to perfeuer 
In obftinate condolcment, isacoune 
O£impious Ihibbornes, tis vnmanly griefe, 
It (howes a wiiitnoft incorreelto heauen 
Ahart vnforti fied, ormindeimpattent 
An vnderilanding lunpleand vnfchoold 
For what weknowe mull be, and is as common 



. I II. 

Prince of Denmark 

As any the moft vulgar thing to fence, q$ 

Why fliould we in our peuifh oppofition ,00 

Take it to hare, fie, ns a fault to heauen, 

A fault againft the dead, a fault to nature, 

To reafon moft abfurd, whofe common theame 

Is death of fathers, and who frill hath cryed rc4 

From the firft courfc, till he that died to day ^ 

This muft be fo : we pray you throw to earth 

This vnprcuailing woe, and thinke of vs • 

As of a father, for letthe world take note 108 

You are the raoftimediate to our throne, 

And with no leflenobilitie of loue 

Then thar which deareft father beared his ibnne, 

Boe 1 impart toward you for your intent 

In going back tofchoole in JPittenbt?^ 

1 1 is moft retrogard to our deu*re> > i& 

And we befcech you bend you to retnaine 

H cere in the cheare and comfort of our eye. 

Our chiefeft courtier, cofin, and our fonne. 

Quct. Let notthy'tootherloofe her prayers Hamlet, ,,f 

lpray thee ftay with vs, goe not to U^itaJxrg. 

Bmu IihallinallmybeftobayyouMadam. ,20 

Sing, Why ris alouing and a faire reply, 
Be as ourfelfeinDcnmarke,Madam come* 
This igentle and vnfote'd accord of Rtmla 

Sits Imiling to ray hart, in grace whereof, , 24 

No iocondhealth that Denmarkedtinkes to day. 
But the great Cannon to the cloudes fliall tell. 
And the Kings rowfe the heauen fliall brute againe, 
RefpeakingeanhlythunderKoracaway. Fbrifb. Exeunt 4$, \ its 

Ham. O that this too to© (allied fleih would melt, but ftow&fc ! f(* af ) 
Thawandrcfblueitfelfeintoadewe, ;jo 

Or that the euerlafting had not fixe 
His cannon gainft feale (laughter , 6 God, God, 
How wary, (Tale, flat, and vnprofitablc 

Seeme to roe all the vfes of this world i t& 

Fie on't, ah fie, tis an vnweeded garden t 

Thatgrowes to feede, things rancke and grofe in nature, 
Pofleffe it meerely that it (houldconiethus / J7 f 

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The Tragedie of Hamlet 

But two months dead, nay not fo much, not t wo, 
So excellent a King, that was to this 
Hi perion to a fatir e , fo Jouine to my mother, 
That he might not beteeme the winds of heauen 
Vifite her race too roughly, heauen and earth 
Muft I remember, why (be ftiouid hang on him 
As if incrcafe of appetite had growne 
By what it fed on , and yet within a month, 
Let me not tbinkeon'r $ frailty thy name is woman 
A little month or ere thofefhooes wereofd 
?4$ With which (he followed my poore fathers bodie 
f Like tbobe all teares, why (he 
f O God, a bcaft that wants difconrfe of reafon 
J S° Would haue mourn'd longer, married with toy Vncle, 
My fathers brother, but no more like my father 
Then I to Hercules, within a month, 
W Ere yet the fait of mod v nrighteous reares, 
f Had left rhe flushing in her gauled eyes 

She married, 6 mod wicked fpeede jto poft 
With fuch dexteritie to inecflbous fheets, 
758 It is not, nor it cannot come to good. 

But break e my harr, for I muft hold my rongue. 
Enter Horatio, TAarttUvs^and Bernardo. 
Hora, Haile to your Lord Qiip. 

Ham. I am glad to fee you well J Horatio, or I do forget my felfc. 
Hora. The fame my Lord, and your poore feruanteuer. 
Ham. Sir my good friend, He change that name with you, 
And what make you from U^itttnber^ Horatio i 
Tdar. My good Lord. 

Ham. I am very glad to fee you, ( good euen fir) 
But what in faith make you from IPittcnberg? 
Hora. A truant difpofition good my Lord. 
170 Ham. I would not heare your enimie (ay (b, 

f Nor (hall you doe mv eare that violence 

To make it t rafter or your owne report 
Againft y our felfe, I knoweyou are no truant, 
But what is your affaire in Ejfonomt ? 
Weele teach youfor to drinke ere you depart. 




Prince cfDenmar^e, 

Hoy*, My Lord, J came to fee your fathers funeral!. tj6 

Ham. I pre thee doe not mocke me f el Io we ftudicnt, 
I think e it was to my mothers wedding. 

Hard. Indeed e my Lord it followed hard vppon. 

Htm. Thrift, thrift, 2&Mti>, the runerallbak'cmeatcs jso 

Did coldly furnifh forth the marriage tables. 
Would 1 had met my deareft foe in heauen 
Or euer I had feene that day horatio, 
Myfather,methinkeslfeemyfathcr. /8 4 

Haru. Where my Lord? 

Ham. InmymindcseyeHbr*/**. 

Hard. I faw him once, a was a goodly King. 

Ham. A was a man take him for all in all ,$$ 

I (hall notlooke vppon his like againe. 

Hero. MyLordltbinkelfawhimyeilerni^ht; 

Ham. faw, who if /go 

Haa. MyLordtheKingyourfather. 

Ham. The King my father r 

Hhra. Seafon your admiration for a while 
With an attent eare till I may deliuer 
Vppon the witnes of thefe gentlemen 104 


Ham. For Gods lone let me hearer 

Hard. Two nights together had thefc gentlemen 
Tddtietim, and Barnardo, on their watch 
In the dead waft and middle of the night 198 

Beene thus incountred, a figure like your father 
Armed at poynt, exactly Capafca zoo 

Appeares before them, and with lofemne march, 
Goes flowe and (lately by them $ thrice he walkt 
By their oppreft andfearefurprifed eves 
Within his troncluons length, whiPft they diftTd 204 

Almoft to eelly , with the act of feare 
Stand dumbe and fpeake not to him j this to tnc 
In dreadnill fecrefie impart they did, 
And I with them the third night kept the watch, zos 

Whereas they had deliuered bo th in time 
Forme of the thing, each word made true and good, 
The Appariftoncomesjlkncweyour father, 

Ca Thefe 




The Trageiie of Hamlet 
Thefe hands are not more like. 
2i2 Hon. But where was this f 

Mar. My Lord vpoon the platfbrme where we watch 
Ham. Did you not fptakc tour* 
114 Bora. My Lord I did* 

But anf were made it none, yet once me thought 
It lifted v pit head, and did addrefle 
It felfe to motion Jike as it would fpeake : 
2 16 But euen then the morning Cock crewe loude, 
And at the found it ihrunk in haA away 
And vanifhtfrorn ourfight. 
22o Hun. Tisveryftrange. 

Hsr*. AsIdoelruemyhonor'dLordtistrue 
And we did thinke it writ downein our dutie 
To let you knowe of it. 
f 224 Ham. Indeede Sirs but this troubles me, 

Hold you the watc h to night $ 
•All VVedoemyLorcL 
Htm. Arm'd fay you £ 
*Ati. Arm'd my Lord. 
Ham, From top to toe i 
226 +A.U, Myl^rdrromheadtofbote. 
Ham, Then fa we you not his face 
Hera. O yes my Lcr d , he wore his beauer vp. 
Ham. TOiatiockthefrownin&ryt' 
Bora. A countenance more inlorro w then in an«r. 
Bon Pale, or red f * 

Hra. Nay very pate. 
234 Hon. And fist hi« eyes vpon you f 

Mora. Moftconftantlv. 
Ham. I would J bad Deene there. 
Ibra. It would haue ranch a maz'd you, 
Htm. Very 'like, flayd it long * 

& Hera. Whiieonewithmodcwehanmlghtte!! ahundrctL 

Beth. Longer, longer. 

Hra. NozwhenlSw't. 
240 Ham. HU beard was grifsl^ no. 

Hva. It was as Ihaue &coe it io his life 
142 ACis-1* tilue/d 



rrwce oj Demmr^e. 

Hon. I will watch to nigh 
Pcrchaunce twill walke againe. 

Hard. I warn'r it wilL 

Htm. IfitafTume ray noble fathers perfon, 
lie fpeake to it though hell it fclfe fhouid gape 
Ana bid me hold my peace J I pray you all 
If you haue hetherto conceald this light 
Let it be tenable in your filence fiill, 
And what fomeuer els fball hap to night, 
Giue it an vnderftandingbut no tongue, 
I will requite your loues, Co farre y ou well .• 
Vppon tne platforrac twixt a leauen and twelfe 

*4lL Our dutie to your honor. Exeunt. 

Hon. Your loues, as mine to you, farwell. 
My fathers fpirit (in armes) al I is not well > 
1 doubt fome foule play, would the night were come, 
Till then fit ftillray foule, fonde deedes will rife 
Though all the earth ore-whelme them to mens eyes, 
Enter Laertes, andCpkeiiabi; Siller. 

Laer. My neceflarics are inbarckt, farwell, 
And fi fter, as the winds giue benefit 
And conuay, in afciftam doe not fleece 
But let me heere from you. 

Opbe. Doc y ou doubt r ha it 

Laer. For HonUt, and the rriffing of his fauour, 
Hold it a fafhion, and a toy in blood 
A Vioietin the youth of primy nature, 
Forward, not permanent, fweete, not lading, 
The perfume andfuppti&nce of a minute 
No more. 

Ophc. No more but fa 

laer, Thinke it no more. 
For nature crefTant does not growt akme 
In thewes and bulkes, but as this temple waxes 
Thcinward feruice of the mind e and f bu'c 
Growes wide withall, pcrhapes he Joues yon now, 
And now no foyienor cauttll doth befinirch 
The vertue of his will, but yon muf I feare. 






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15 . 

The Tragedie of Hamlet 
His greatnes wayd, his will is not his owne, 
He may not as vnualewed perfons doe, 
20 Carue for himfelfe, for on his choife depends 

The fafty and health of chic whole (late, 
And therefore mod his choife be circumfcribd 
Vnto the voyce and yeelding of t hat body 
Whereof he is the head, then if he faies helouesyou, 
1 1 fits your wifdome fo farre to belieue it 
As he in his particuleractand place 
May ghie his faying deede, which is no further 
28 Then the maine voyce of Denmarke goes withalL 

Then way what lofle your honor may iuftaine 
30 If with too credent eare you lift his fongs 

Or loofeyour hart, or your chaft treafure open 
To his vnmaftred importunity, 
peare it Ofbelu, feare it my deare filter, 
1 34 And keepc you in the reare of your afFc&ion 

Out of the (hot and danger of defire, 
" Thecharieft maidc is prodigall inough 
If fhc vnmaske her burie to the Moone 
ja u Vertue it fclfe fcapes not calumnious (trokes 

a The canker gaules the infants of the fpring 
4 o Too oft before their buttons be difclof'd, 

And in the morne and liquid dewe of youth 
Contagious blaftmems are mclf immen?, 
Be wary then, beft fafety lies in feare, 
4 4 Youth to it felfe rebels, though non els neare. 

Offbe. I fhall the effect of this good leflbn keepe 
As watchman to my hart, but good my brother 
Doe not as Come vngracious paftors doe, 
48 Showe me the ftep and thorny way to heauen 

+ Whiles a puft, and reckles libertine 

$o Himfelfe the prirarofe path of dalience treads. 

And reakesnot his ownereed, EttterToloufot. 

Ldcr. O feare me not, 
I fay too long, but heere my father comes 
A double biefsing, is a double grace, 
54 Occafion fmiles vpon a fecond leaus. 

?*/. YttheercXrffftas'abordaboidforlhamej 



Prince ofDenmar\e* 

The wind fits in the fhouldcr of your fajle, 

And you are flayed for, there my blefsing with thee« 

And thefe fewe precepts in thyroemory 

Looke thou character, eiue thy thoughts no tongu t , 

Nor any v n proportion d thought his aft, 

Be thou fatnilier, bur by no meanes vulgar, 

Thofe friends thou hall, and their a d option tried* 

Grapple them vnto thy foule with hoopes of fteeic. 

But doe not dull thy palme with entertainment 

Of each new hatcht vnflcdgd courage, beware 

Of entrance to a quarrel! , but being in, 

Bear'tthat th'oppofed may beware of thee, 

due eucry man thy eare, but fewe thy voyce, 

Tak e each mans cenfure, but referue thy mdgement, 

Coftly thy habite an thy purfe can by, 

But not expreft in fancy *rich not gaudy, 

For rhe appar rell oft proclaimes the man 

And they in Frauncc of the b eft ranck and ftation, 

Or of a rnofl felec"t and generous, chiefe in that : 

Neither a borrower nor a lender boy, 

For loue oft loofes both it felfe, and friend, 

And borrowing dulleth edge of hufbandry $ 

This aboue all, to thine owne felfe be true 

And it mud followe as the nigh t the day 

Thou canft not then be falfe to any man .• 

Farwel), my blefsing feafon this in thee. 

Laer. Moll humbly doe I take my leaue my Lord. 

ft/. The time inuefts you goe, your feruants tend. 

Lost. Farwell Ophelia, and remember well 
What I haue fay d to you. 

Opbe. Tis in my memory lockt 
And you your felfe fhall keepe the key of if. 

Laer. Farwell. Exit Laertes. 

Vol WhatiftO/Mkhehathfaydtoyou? 

Opbe. So pleafe you, fomething touching the Lord Banlet. 

ToL Marry well bethought 
Tis tolde me he hath very oft of late 
Giuen priuate time to you, and you your felfe 
Haue of your audience beene mod free and bounrjous* ( 

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The Tragedie of Hamlet 

If it be (b, as fo tis put on me, 
A nd that in way of caution, I mud tell you, 
You doe not vnderftand your felfe fo cleerely 
As it bebooues toy daughter, and your honor, 
What is betweene you giue me vp the truth, 

opbc. He hath my Lord of late made many tenders 
Of his afFeltion to me. 

foL Affection, puh, you fpeake like a greene girle 
Vnfirtedinfuch perrilous circumftance, 
Doe you belieue his tenders as you call them f 
Opbc. I doe not knowe my Lord what I fhould thinke. 
ToL Marry I will teach you, thinke your felfe a babie 
That you haue tane thefe tenders for true pay 
Which are notflerling, tender your felfe more dearely 
Or (not to crack the winde of the poore phrafe 
Wrong it thus) you'i tender me a foole. 

Ofbt. My Lord he hath importun'd me with loue 
In honoraol e fafhion . 

9tL I, fafhion you may call it, go to, so to. 
Opbe. And hath giuen countenance to his fpeech 
f 114 My Lord, with alraoft all the holy vowes of heauen. 

Vol L fprings to catch wood -cockes, I doe knowe 
When the blood burnes, how prodigall the foule 
Lends the tongue vowes, thefe blazes daughter 
Giuing more light then heate, extinct in both 
Euen in their promife, as it is a making 
You muft not take for fire, from this time 
Be fomething fcanter of your maiden prefence 
Set your intreatments at a higher rate 
Then a commaund to parle $ for Lord Fkml 'ft, 
124. Belieue fo much in him that he is young, 

And with a larger tider may he walke 
Then may be giuen you : in fewc OpbtlU, 
Doe not belieue his vowes, for they are brokers 
f ns Not of that die which their mueftments fhowe 

Butmeereimploratotors of vnholy fuites 
Breathing like fanctified and pious bonds 
The better to beguide : this is for all, 
I would not in piaine tearmesfrom this time foorth 



Prince of Denmark?* 

Haue you fo (launder any moment 1 eafure 
As to giuc words or calke with the Lord HonUt t 
Looke too't I charge you, come your vvayes. 
Opbc. IftiallobeymyLord. Exmtt, 

Enter Htmlet, Horatio AndTAtneHus. 

Han. The ayre bites fliroudly, it is very cold e. 

Bora. It is nipping, and an eager ayre. 

Htm. What houre now ^ 

Hor a. I thinke it lackes of twelfe. 

"Mar. No,itisftrooke. 

Hoy a. IndeedesI heard it not, it then drawesneere the feafon, 
Wherein the fpirit held his wont to walke +4jlori(b of trumpets 

What does this meane my Lord { andz.peeces^oaof. 

Htm. The King doth wake to night and takes his rowfe. 
Kcepes wafTell and thefwaggring vp-fpringreeles : 
And as he draines his drafts of Rennifh downe, 
The kettle drumme, and trumpet, thus bray out 
The triumph of his pledge. 

Hor a. Isitacuftome? 

Ham. Imarryift, 
But to my minde, though lam nariue heere 
And to the manner borne, it is a cuftome 
More honourd in the breach, then the obfemance 
This heauy headed reueale eaft and weft 
Makes vs traduft, and taxed of other nations, 
They clip vs drunkards, and with Swinifh phrafe 
Soy le our addition, and indecde it takes 
From our atchieuements, though perform'd at height 
The pith and marrow of our attribute, 
So oft it chaunces in particulcr men, 
That for fome vicious mole of naturein them 
A s in their birth wherein they are not guilty, 
(Since nature cannot choofe his origin) 
By their ore»grow'th of fome completion 
Oft breaking downe the pales and forts of reafon, 
Or by fome habit, that too much ore-leauens 
The forme of plaufiue manners, that thefe men 
Carrying I fay the ftamp of one defect 











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The Trageiie of Hamlet 

B«ng Narures liuery, or Forrunci flarre, 
His venues els be they as pure as grace, 
As infinite as man may vndergoe, 
Shall in the gcnerall cenfure take corruption 
From thar particuler fault : the dram of eale 
Doth all the noble fubftance of a doubt 
To his owne (candle. 

Hots, Looke my Lord it comes. 
Bou. An»c!s and Mirafters of grace defend vs : 
Be thou a fpirit of health, or goblin damn'd, 
Bring with thee ayres from heaucn , or blafls from hell, 
Be thy intents wicked, or charitable, 
Thou com'ft infuch a queftionable fhape, 
That I will fpeake to thee, He call thee Htmtet, 
King, father, royall Dane, 6 a n I were mee. 
Let me not bur fl in ignorance, but tell 
Why thy canoniz'd bones hearfed in death 
Haueburft their cerements:* why the Sepulcher, 
Wherein we faw thee quietly interr'd 
Hath op't his ponderous and marble iawes, 
To cafl thee vp againe i what may this meane 
That thou dead corfe, againe in compleatfteele 
Keui (1 tes thus the glirnfes of t he Moone, 
Making night hideous , and we fooles of nature 
So horridly to fhake our difpofition 
With thoughts beyond the reaches of our foules, 
Say why is this, wherefore, what /hould wedoef 

Hard, ltbeckins you togoe away with it 
As if it fome impartment cud defire 
To you alone. 

'Mar. Looke with what curteous action 
It waues yoo to a more r etnooued ground, 
But doe not goe with ir. 
Hrra. Nojbynomeanes. 
Ham. 1 1 will not fpeake, then I will followe it. 
Horn. Doe not my Lord. 
Htm. Why what fhould be the feare, 
I doe not fet my life at a pinnes fee, 



Prince oj'Denm&rK 

And for my foulc, what can it doe to that 66 

Being a thing immortall as it felfe \ 
It waues me forth againcjlefolloweit. 

Hard. Whatifit temptyou toward the flood my + 

Or to the dreadfull fomnct of the cleefe j C 

That beules ore his bafe into the fea, 
And there afTumefome other horrablc forme 
Wliich might depr iueyour foueraigntie of reafbn. 
And draw you into madnes.thinkc of ir, ^ 

The very place puts toyes of defperation « 

Without more moriue, into euerybraine * 

That look esfo many fadoms to the fea * 

And heares it rore beneath. * 

Htm. Jt waues me ftilli t 

Goe on, lie foil owe thee. "i 8 

Ttiar. You fhall not goe my Lord, 

Hon. Hold of your hands* So 

Word. Be rufd, you (hall not goe. 

Han. My fate cries out 
And makes each petty arture in this body 82 

As hardy as the Nemeon Lyons nerue \ 

Still am I cald, vnhand me Gentlemen *y 

By heauen lie make a ghoft of him that lets me, 
l(ayaway>goeon,Ilefollowethee. Exit Gbojl and 'Hamlet, 

Bora, H e waxes defperate with imagion, f 

7d*i. Lets folio we, tis not fit thus to obey him, ss 

Hard. Haue after, to what uTue will this come t 

T&dr. Something is rotten in the date of Denmarke. 9« 

Hard. Heauen will direct it, 

JOdr. Nay lets follow him. Exam, ?' 

Enter CbefltdnJHdmlet. JLL 

Bum. Whether wilt thou leadc me, fpeakclle goe no further, f 

Chfi. Mar kerne. 

Hum. I will 

Cbof. My houre is almoft come 
When I to fulphrus and tormenting flames 
Muft render vp my felfe. 

Hon, Alas poorc Ghoft. 

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Gbofi. Pitty me not, but lend thy ferious hearing 
To what I fhallvnfold. 

Hon. Speak e, I am bound to heare. 

Gbofi. So art thou to reucnge, when thou fhalt hear 

Hon. What? 

Gboji. I am thy fathers fpirit, 
Doomd for a certaine tearme to walke the night, 
And for the day confind to fa ft in fires , 
Till the foule crimes done in my dayes of nature 
A re burnt and purg'd away; but that I am forbid 
To tell the fee rets of ray prifon houfe , 
I could a tale vnfolde whofe light eft word 
Would harrow vp thy foule, freeze thy young blood, 
Make thy two eyes like ftars ftart from their (pheres, 
Thy knotted and combined locks to part, 
And each particuler haire to (land an end, 
Like qui Is vpon the fearefull Porpentine, 
But this erernall blazon mu ft not be 
To eares of flefli and blood, lift, lift, 6 lifl : 
If thoudid'ft euer thy deare father loue. 

Hon. OGod. 

Cbofl. Reuenge his foule, and moft vnnaturall marcher. 

Hon. Murther. 

Gbofi. Murther moft foule, as in the beft it is, 
But this moft foule, ft range and vnnaturall. 

Hon. Haft me to know^, that I with wings as fwift 
As meditation, or the thoughts of loue 
May fweepe to my reuenge. 
Gbofi. 1 find thee apt, 

That rootes it felfe in eafe on Lctbe wharffe, 
Wouldfl thou not fturre in this ; now Hamlet heare, 
Tis giuen out, that fleeping in my Orchard, 
A Serpent ftung me, fo the whole eare of Dcnmarke 
Is by a forged procefle of my death 
Ranckely abulde: but knowe thou noble Youth, 
The Serpent that did fling thy fathers life 
Mow weares his Crowne. 
Hm. O my prophcticke foule ! my Vncle t 


Prince of DenmarJ$e. 

Gbojl. I that inceftuous, that adulterate beaft, 
With witchcraft of his wits, with tray terous gifts, 
O wicked wit, and giftes that haue the power 
So to feduce*, wonne to his fhamefull Iuft 
The will of my moft feeming vertuous Queene; 

/irm/rtjwhat falling offwas there 
From me whofeloue was of that dignitie 
That it went hand in hand, euen with the vowe 

1 made to her in marriage, and to decline 
Vppon a wretch whofe naturall gifts were poore. 

To thofe of mine 5 but vertue as it neuer will be raooued, 

Though lewdnefle court it in a fhape of heauen 

So but though to a radiant Angle liuckt, 

Will fort it (elfe in a celeftiall bed 

And pray on garbage. 

Butfoft,me thinkes I fent the morning ayre, 

Briefe let me be 5 deeping within my Orchard, 

My cuftome alwayes of the afternoone, 

Vpon my fecure houre> thy Vncle dole 

With iuy ce of curfed Hebona in a viall, 

And in the porches of my eares did poure 

The leaprous diftilment, whofe efFee*t 

Holds fuch an enmitie with blood of man, 

That fwift as quickfiluer it courfes through 

The naturall gates and allies of the body f 

And with a fodaine vigour it doth poiTeflTe ' 

And curde like eager droppings into milke, 

The thin and wholfome blood > fo did it mine, 

And a moll inftant tetter barckt about 

Moft Lazerlike with vile and lothfome cruft 

All myfmoothbody. 

Thus was 1 fleeping by a brothers hand, 

Of life, of Crowne, of Queene at once difpatchr, 

Cut off euen in the bloilbmes of my linne, 

Vnhuzled, difappointed , vnanueld, 

No reckning made, but fent to my account 

Withall my imperfections on my head, 

O horrible, 6 horrible, moft horrible. 

If thou haft nature in thee bear e it nor. 


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Tfce Trageise of Hamlet 

A couch for luxury and damned meed 
But ho wfomeucr thou purfues this aci> 
Tain*c not thy nrinde, nor let thy foule contriue 
Againft thy mother ou*ht, leaue her to heauen* 
And to thole thornes that in her bofome lodge 
To prick and (line her* fare thee well at once, 
The G loworme Jnewes the marine to be neef* 
And gines to pale his vneffeftual I fire, 
Adiew, ad ic w, adiew, remember me. 

Him. O all you heft of heauen, 6 earth, what els, 
And (hall I eoupple bell, 6 fie, hold, hold my hart. 
And you my finnowes, growe not inftanc old. 
But beare me fwiftly vp $ remember thee, 
I thou poore G ho ft whiles memory holds a fcate 
In this diffracted globe, remember thec, 
Yea, from the table of mv memory 
JJe wipe away all triuiall fond records, 
All (awes of book es, all formes, all prcflures pad 
That youth and obleruarion coppied there, 
A nd thy commanderoent all alone mall Hue, 
Within the booke and volume of my braine 
Vranixt with bafer matter, yes by heauen, 
O moft pernicious woman. 

villaine, villaine, fmiling damned villained 
My tables, meet it is I fct it downe 

That one may fmile, and fm tie, and be a villaine, 
At leaft I am lure it may be (b in Denmarke. 
So Vncle, there you are, now to my word, 
It is adew , adew, remember me* 

1 haue hyorn't. 

Enter Horatio, taidMdreeHta. 
Herd. MyLord,myLord. 
7H<tr. Lord Hamlet. 
Hon. HeauensfecurehuxL 
Him. So be it. 

"Mar. Ulo, ho, ho, my Lord. 
fii/t Htm* Hillo, bo, ho, boy come, and come. 


rnnct oj uenmm.^ 

TAtt, How i'fl my noble L or d t 

He a. What newes my Lor J f ".* 

Hon. O, wonderful!. 

Ikt d. Good my Lord cell it. 

Him. No, you will rcucale ir. 

Httm. NotlmyLordbyheauen. 

THar. Nor I my Lord. ' 

Hon. How fay you then* would tun of man once thinkeit, 
Bur y ou'l e be fecret. 

Booth. Ibyheauen. m * 

Htm. There's neuer a villaine, 
Dwel ling in all Denmark c 
But hee's an arrant knaue. 

Herd. There need es no Ghoft my Lord, come from the graue 
To tell vs this. 

Him. Why right, you arein the right," 
And fo without more circ umfUmre at all 
I hold it fir that we /bake hands and pan, 
You, asyourbuflnes and defire (hall payor you, 
For eoery man hath bufines and defire ' 3 ° 

Such as it is, and for my ownc poore part 
1 will goe pray. 

Herd, Tbefearebmwtkleandwbtrt]taswoio«oiyl^rd. 

Htm. IamforrytbeyoifiMdyottharaly, 
Yes faith hartily. 

Hir a. There's no offence ray Lord. 

Htm. Yes by Saint Patritk^bux. there is Huratw, . 
And much offence to, touching this viiion heerc 
It is an honed Ghoft that let me tell you, ,J 

For your defire to knowe what is betweene vs 
Oremaftrer as you may, and now good friends., 
As you are friends, fcho 1 1 er s , a n d tou Id iers, 
Giueme one poore requeft 

Hot*. What i'ft my Lord, we will. - 

Hm. Neuer make knowne what you haue fecne to night. 

Blub. My Lord we will not 

Hdm. Navbutfwear'c 

Bxrd. In faith my Lord not T. 

W4r. Nor I my Lad in faith, '** 





The Tragedic ofRamkt 

Hon. Vppon my fword. 
147 M*r. Wc hauefworne my Lord already. 
H*m. I ndeede vppon my l" word, indeed. 

GhoH cries wder the Stag. 
Cboft. Sweare. 
150 Htm. Ha, lia, boy, lay'ft thou fo, art mou there trupennys* 
Come on, you hcare this feliowe in the Seller ige, 
Htra. PropoTe the oath my Lord. 
Hon. Neuer to fpeake of this thatyouhauefeene 
154 Sweare by my fword. 
Gboft. Sweare. 

Hon. Hu> QnAnqutt then weele fhift our ground : 
Come hethcr Gentlemen 

158 And lay your hands againe vponmyfword, 
160 Sweare by my fword 

159 Neuer to fpeak e of this that you haue heard. 
>6if Ghoft. Sweare by his fword. 

f Hon. WellfaydoIdeMolccan'ftworke^hearthfofaff, 

A worthy Pioner, once more remooue good friends* 
164 Hwa. O day and night, but this is wondrous ftrange. 

Htm. And therefore as a ftranger giue it welcome, 
There are more things in heauen and earthfl&ra/w 
167-8+ Then are dream*t or in your philofophie, but come 
Heere as before, neuer fo helpe youmercy, 
iio (How ftrange or oddefo mere I beare my felfe, 
As I perchance heereafrer /hall thinke meet, 
To put an Anticke difpofition on 
That you at fuch times teeing rae, neuer fh all 
174+ With armesincorahred thus, or this head /hake, 
Or by Pronouncing offorae doubtfull phrafe, 
As well, well, we knowe, or we could and if we would, 
Or if we lift to fpeake, orthere be and if they might, 
178 Or fuch ambiguous giuing out, to note) 

t Thatyou knowe ought of me, this doe iweare, 
1S0 So grace and mercy at your moft neede hclpeyou. 
Ghofl. Sweare. 

Hon. Reft, reft, perturbed fpirit :fo Gentlemen, 
,8 5 W) thall my loue I doe commend me to you 


Prince ofDenmarfy. 

And what Co poore a man as Hamlet is, '45 

May doe t'exprcflc his louc and frending to you 

God willing (hall not lack, let vs goein together, 

And ftiH your fingers on your lips I pray, 'A* 

The tine is out ofioynt, 6 cu r fed fpight 

That euer I was borne to fee it right. 

Nay come, lets goe together. Exeunt, w 

Enter oUPobnititiWith human or two* ]]_£ 

Pol Giue him this money, and thefc notes R^jm/oo* 
Pg. 1 will my Lord, 

Pol. You (h all doc meruiles wifely good Reynaldo, 
Before you vifite him, to make inquire 4 * 


H&. My Lord, I did 

Pol. Mary well laid, very well laid 5 looke you fir, 
Enquire me firft what Danskers are in Parris, 
And bow, and who, what meanes, and where they kcepe, 
What companie, at what cxpence, and finding 
By this encompafinent, and drift of queftion 
That they doe know my fonne, come you more ncerer 
Then your perdculer demaunds will tuch it. 
Take you as twere fomc difiant knowledge of him, 
As thus, I know his iather,and his friends, ^ 

And in part him, doe you marke this XgnAldo? 

%gj, J, very well my Lord. 

'Pol. And in part him, but you may (ay, not well* 
But yft be he I meane, bee's very wilde, 
Ad&cd fo and Co, and there put on him 
What forgeries you pleafe, marry none fo ranck 
As may dishonour him, take beede of that, 
But fir, fuch wanton, wild, and vfuall (lips, 
As are companions noted and moft know ne 
To youth and libertic 

J^y. As gaming my Lord. u 

Pel I. or drinking, fencing, fwearing, 
Quarrelling, drabbing, you may goe fo far. 

Hey. My Lord, that would duhonour him, 

IPcl Fay thai you may feafon it in the charge, * 2 j 

& You 






The TrAgtiie ofHmlct 
You mod not put another fcandell on him. 
That he is open to incontinencie, 
That's not my meaning, but breath his faults Co qucnily 
j2 That c hey may feerne the taints ofliberrie, 
The fla(h and out-brcake of a fieric mind, 
A fauagenes in vn reclamed blood, 
Rty. But my good Lord. 
j« Tel. Wherefore fliouldvou doe this? 

Kjy. I my Lord, I would know mat. 
Tot. Marry fir, heer 's my drift, 
And I belicue it is a fetch of wit, 
You laying thefe flight Tallies on my tonne 
1 40 As t\vere a thing a Little foyld with working, 
41-2 Mar ke you, your partie in conuerfe, him you would (bund 

Hauing euer (eene in the prenominat crimes 
44 The youth you breath of guiltie, be auur'd 
He clofes with you in this coniequence, 
Good fir, (or fo,) or friend, or gentleman, 
t Accordingto the phrafe, or the addition 

Of man and country. 
4* Key. Very good my Lord, 

Tot. And men fir doos a this, a doos, what was I about to Cry ? 
t so By the ma(Te I was about to (ay fomeming, 
Where cfidlleaue? 
%$j. At clofes in the contequence. 
54 Po/. At clofes in the confluence, I marry, 

t He dofes thus, I know the gentleman, 

I (aw him yefterday, or t hot lie r day, 
•f Or then, or then, with fuch or fucn, and as you fay, 

1 5* There was a gaming there, or tooke in's rowfe, 
There railing out at Tennis, or perchance 
I (aw him enter fuch a houie of (ale, 
Videlizer, a brothel), or fo foorth, fee you now, 
t Your bait of falmood take this carpe of truth, 

*f And thus doe we ofwifedome, and of reach. 

With win d lefTes, and with aflaiei of bias, 
By indirections find directions our, 

* So by my former lecture and aduife 



Prince of Denmark 

Shall you my (bone > you haue m c, haue you not ? es 

J^ey. My Lord, I haue. 
Pel. God buy ye, far yc well* 

Key. Good my Lord. 

Pel Obferuehu inclination in your felfe. 

"Rey. I (hall my Lord. 

<pcL And let htm pry his muGque, 

Kg. Wei) my Lord Exit Ry. 73 

Safer Ophelia. 
Pel. Farewell How now Ophciut, whars *he matter ? ;# 

Ofb. O my Lord, my Lord, I haue beenc fo affrighted, 
IPoL With what iVh name of God? f 

Otbe. My Lord, as I was (owing in my dollct, t 

Lord Hamlet with hii doublet all vnbr ac'd, ji 

Ho hat vpon his head, his ftockins fouled, 

Vngartred, and downe gyued to his ancle, *» 

Pale as his uYirt, his knees knocking each other. 

And with a looke to pi rrious in purport 

As if be had been looted out of hell 

Tofpeakeofhorrors,bccomcsbcforeme. 84. 

Pel. Madforthyloue? 
Ofh. My lord I doe not know, 

But truly I doe feare it. 
9W. What (aid he! & 

Ofb. He tooke me by the wrift, and held me hard, 

Then goes he to the length of all his a r me, 

And with bis other hand thus ore his brow, 

He falls to fetch perufall of my face s° 

As a would draw it, long ftayd he (b, 

At la ft, a little fhakine of mine arme, 

And thrice his head thus waning vp and downe, 

He raifd a (igh fo picrious and profound 94 

As it did feerne to (hatter all his bulke, 

And end his beeing \ that done, he lets me goe, 

And with his head ouer his (boulder tunVd t 

Hee feem'd to find his way without bis eyes, *' 

For out adoores he went without theyr helps, 

Atuitotfaclanbendcdchesriightonme. «• 

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Vol Come, goe with mee, I will goe feeke the King, 

This is the very cxtacic of loue, 

Whole violent propcriie fordoos it fdfe. 

And I cades the will to defpetat vnderukings 

As oft as any pafsions vnder heauen 

That dooes affliel our natures : I am forry, 

What, haue you giuen him any hard words of late ? 
Opb. Ho my good Lord, but as you did comooaund 

7 did repell his letters, and denied 

rpoL That hath made him mad 

I am forry , that with better heede and Judgement 

1 had not coted him, I fear*d be did but trifle 

And meant to wrack thee, but befhrow my Ieloufie: 

By heauen it is as proper to our age 

To caft beyond our felues in our opinions, 

As it is common for the younger fort 

To lack difcretion > come, goe we to the King, 

T his mult be known e, which beeing kept ciof c, might mouc 

More griefe to hide, then hate to yttes loue, 

Come. Exmnt. 

Florifi,* Snter Xaigand gueene, fy/encratuand 
King* Welcome dcerc7(oJeticratu,an6 ^»yldenSlerm» 
Morcouer, that we much did long to fee you. 
The need we haue to vfe you did prouoke 
OurhaOie fending fomething haue you heard 
QlHumlsti transformation, focall it, 
Sith nor th'exteriot.nor the inward man 
Referobles that it was; what it fheuld be, 
More then bis fathers death, that thus hash put him 
So ranch from ih'vndsrftanding of himfeife 
I cannot dreame of: I entxeare you both 
That beeing of Co young dayes brought vp with him, 
And firh fe nabored to his youth ind hauiox*, 
That you voutfafe your reft heerein out Court 
Some little time, fo by your companies 
T*diaw him onto pleasures, aud to gather 


Prince ofDemnar1{e. 

So much as from occafion you may gleane, «r 

Whether ought to vs vnknowne afflicts him thus, 
That opendlyes within our remedie. 

Jguee . Good gentlemen, he hath much talkt of you, 
AndTufeIam ( twomenthereisnotliuing 20 

To whom he more adheres, if it will pieafeyou 
To Che w vs Co much gentry and good wiii, 
Asto expend your time with vs a while. 
For the fupply and profit of oar hope, 24 

Your vifitation {hall receiuefuch thanks 
As fits a Kings remembrance. 

B$f, Both your Makflies 
Might by th e (bueraigne power you hsue of v& t 
Put your dread pleamres more into commaund ** 

Then ro entreatie. 

Guyl % But we both obey. 
And heeregjiuevp our felues in the full bent, 3 ° 

To lay our feruicc freely at your &ete 
To be eommaunded* 

King. TfankiRofexcraMf t iii&geQfcGti)>lde»8erKe. 

guee. Thanks GfyMet/ftawt and gentle %ofencrms, 34 

And I befeecb you inftandy to vifife 
My too much changed fonne, goe fome of you 
And bring thefe gentlemen where Hamlet is. 

GuyL Heaoens make our prefence aud our practices *« 

Pleatantand helpfull to him, 

Jj>uee. I Amen. Sx4um%^f,adGmld. 

Ettttr fobiutu* 

Pel Th'eoibaGadorsfroffi Nor&qmy good Lord, 40 

Are ioyrully returnd. 

King, Thou ftill haft been the rather of good newes. 

Pol. Haue 1 my Lord \ 1 aflure my good Liege 
I hold my durie as I hold my fbule, 
Both to my God, and to my gracious King; 
A nd I doe thinke, or els this bra'tne of mine 
Hunts not the trayleofpoliciefo fore 
As it hath vCd to doe, that I haue round 48 

The very caufe of Hamkt t h mack t 

King* orpeakeofthat^batdoellongtoheare. so 




If li 

li>c i rageate or namier 

ji Pol. Giuc fir ft admittance to trTcmbafTadors, 

t My newes (hall be the fru ire to that grea t feaft. 

AW. Thy felfc doe grace to there, and bring them ilk 
f s* He rcOs me nay AtatCjortrardY» hath found 

The head and fource of all your formes diftetnper. 
£htee. I doubt it is no other but the rnaine 
t His fathers death, and oar haftie marriage. 

+ Enter Smhaffadcrs. 

•fjs King. Well, we fhall iift him, welcome my good friends, 

Say Vott€mand l what from our brother Norway t 

VU. Mod fairererurnc of greetings and defuesj 
Vpon oar fi r ft , he fent out to fapprcfTe 
His Nephews leuies, which to him appeard 
To be a preparation gainft the ToiUckt, 

6+ But better lookt into, he truly found 

It was againft your highnes, whereat greeu'd 
That fo his ficknes, age, and impotence 
Was falfly borne in hand, fends out arrcfts 

6» On Fortt/tfrafe, which he in brecrc obcyes, 
Receiues rebuke from Norway, and in fine, 

jo Makes vow before his Vncleneuer more 

To giuc th'anay of Armes againft your Maieflic : 
Whereon old Norway ooercoroc with ioy, 

t Giues him threefcore thoufand crownes in anuall fee, 

74- And his commifsion to imploy thofe fouldiers 
So ieuted (as before) againft the Pollack? > 
Wuhan entrcatic heciew further (none, 
That it might pleafe you to gtue quiet pafle 
+7^ Through your dominions for this enterprise 
On fuch regards of fafety and allowance 
As therein are fet downe. 
Kmg. It likes vs well, 
And at our more considered time, wcele read, 
Anfwer, and thinke vpon this bufines : 
Mesne time, we thanke you for your well fooke labour, 
Coe to your reft, at night weele feaft together, 
Moft welcome home. Exeunt Embajfadort, 

f* Pol, This huGncs is well ended* 


Prince ofDenmar\e. 

My Liege and Maddaru, to cxpoftuhte 
What roaieftie mould be, what dune is, 
Why day is day, night, night, and time is time, 
Were nothing but to waft night, day, and time, 
Therefore breuitie is the foule of wit, 
And tedioufnes the lymniss and outward flori/hes, 
I will be briefs, your noble Tonne is mad i 
Mad call I it, for to define true madnes, 
What ift but to be nothing els but mad, 
But let that goe. 
Que*. More matter with Jefle art, 
Pol. M a d dam, I fweare I vie no art at all, 
That hee's mad tit true, tis true, ris piety. 
And p'uty tis tis true, a foolUh figure, 
But farewell it, for I will vfe no art. 
Mad let vs graunt him then, and now rernaines 
That we find out the caufe of this effe&, 
Or rather fay, the caufe of this dc&&, 
lor this effect dsfecliue comes by caufe .* 
Thus it remaines, and the remainder thus 

I haue a daughter ,haus while alic is mine, 
Who in her dutie and obedience, marke, 
Hath giuen me this, now gather and iurmrfe, 

To the CeleSiiaMtttHltAyfmks UcU t the mitl bftttt- 
tified Ophelia, that's an til fhrafi l a vi&phra/e, 
beauttfiedis a v/Uphra/e, but yon /bail b fare i ih& h: 
her excellent white bofomc, thefe &c, 
Sl*ee. Came this from Hamlet to her J 
Pol. Good Maddam flay avvhils, J will be faithfuD, 
t Dmtbt thou the ftarres are fire. Letter* 

Doubt that the Sunne cLth r»cne t 
Doubt truth to be a Iyer t 
'Sm neuer doubt I leue, 

O deere Ophelia, I am ill at tb*fe numbers , I hawe net &rt to reeken 

my grones,but*hatIicuetheeheft,6nioft befi belicueit, adew. 

Thine euermcre moft deere Lady, whitttdws machine is to him. 

Pel. This in obedience hath my daughter lbo wtu; ice, {Hamlet. 

And more about hath his (ciithings 





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As they fell out by time, by ineanes, and place, 
All giuen to mine care. 

Kwg. But how hath Che t eceiu'd his loue ? 

Pol. What doe you tbinke of roc ? 

AT/>£. As of a man faithfull and honorable. 

Pol. 1 would faine proue lb, but what might you tbinke 
When I had feene this hote loue on the wing, 
As I perceiu'd it (I mutt tell you that) 
Before my daughter told me. what might you, 
Or mv deerc Maieflie your Queene heere thinke, 
Jf I had playd the Deske, or Table booke, 
Or giuen my hart a working mute and dombe, 
Or iookt vppon this loue with idle fight, 
What might you thinke ? no, J went round to wcrke. 
And my young Miftris chus I did befpeake. 
Lord Hamlet is a Prince out of thy Oar, 
This rnuft not be : and then I prescripts gaue her 
That ibe ftould locke her felfe from her refort, 
Admit no medengers, receiue no tokens, 
Which done, (he rooke the fruites of my aduiie : 
And he repell'd* a ihort tale to make, 
Fell into a &daes, then into a fstd, 
Thence to a wath, whence into a weaken^ 
Thence to Hghraes^and by this decienfion* 
In to the macsues wherein now he raoes, 
And ail we moume tor* 

Kin** Doe you thinke this ? 

J£u?e, It may be very like. 

*PoL Hath there been fuch a time, I would fame know that* 
That I hauc pofidudy Said, m io t 
When tt proou'd otherwise ? 

King Not that I know. 

Pol. I ake this, from this, if this be ether wife > 
If circuoiflances leadt a?c. I will im6t 
Where froth is hid, shougb it were hid iaee cde 
Within the Center. 

Kt»g. How may we try ufurfher ? 

Pol. You know fosneusass be waikes foure homes together 
Heere in the Lobby. 



Prince ofDenmar^e. 

Quee, Sohedooesindeede. 

PoL At fuch a time, lie loofe my daughter to him, 
Be you and I behind an Arras then, 
Marke the encounter, if he loue her not, 
And be not from his reafon falne thereon 
Let me be no afsiftant for a Hate 
But keepea farme and carters. 

Xmg. We will try it. 


QMt. But Iooke where fadly the poore wretch comes reading. 

ft?/. Away, I doe befeech you both away, Exit King andQuttnt. 
He bord him prefently, oh giue me Ieaue, 
How dooes my good Lord Hamlet ? 

Ham. Well, God a mercy. 

Pol. Doe you knowe me my Lord ? 

Ham, Excellent well, you are aBflimonger. 

Pol. Not I my Lord. 

Ham. Then I would you were fo honeft a man. 

Pol. Honeft my Lord. 

Ham. I fir to be honeft as this world goes. 
Is to be one man pickt out of tenne thoufand. 

Pol. That's very true my Lord. 

Ham. For if the funne breede maggots in a dead dogge , being a 

good kifsing carrion. Haueyou a oaugbter £ 

Pol. I haue my Lord. 

Ham. Let her not walke f ch Sunne, conception is a blefsing, 
But as your daughter may conceaue, friend looke to't. 

Pol. How fay you by that, (fill harping on my daughter » yet hee 

knewe me not at firft, a fayd I was a Fiflimonger, a is farre gone, 

and truly in my youth, IfufJred much extremity for loue, very 

neere this , llefpeake to himagaine. What doc you reademy 


Htm. Words, words, words. 

Pel What is the matter my Lord. 

Ham. Betweenewho. 

Pot. I meane the matter that you reade my Lord. 

Ham. Siaunders fir j rbrthe fatericall rogue fayes heere, chat old 

men haue gray heat ds, that their faces are wrinclded, their eyes 

purging thick Araber,& plumtree gum,& that they haue a plen- 

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tifull lacke of wit* together with moft weake haras, all which fir 
though I moft powerrullyandpotentliebelieue, yet I hold it not 
honeily to haue it thus fet downe, for your felfe fir (ball growe old 
as I am : if like a Crab you could goe backward. 

PoL Though this be mad nefle, yet there is method iir*t> will you 
walke out of the ay re my Lord ? 

Ham. Intomygraue. 

ft/. Indeede that's our of the ayre ; how pregnant fomctimes 
his replies are.a happines that often madnefle hits on, which reafoa 
and fanclity could cot fo profperoufly be deliuered of . I will leaue 
him and my daughter. My Lord, I will take my leaue of you. 

Ham. You cannot take from meeany thing that I will not more 
willingly part withal! : except my life, except my life, except my 
life. Enter Gnyldtrfi*ntc t <mdfyftncrdiu. 

9ei Fare you well my Lord. 

Htm, Thefe tedious old fooles. 

Vol. You goe to feeke the Lord Hamlet, there he is. 

fyf. G odfaue you fir. 

GseyL My bonor'd Lord. 

J{cf My moft deere Lord. 

Horn, My extent good friends,how dooft thou CuyUcrftente ? 
Afyfencraus, good lads how doe you both ^ 

JtyC As the indifferent children ef the earth. 

GuyL Happy, in that we ate not euer happy on Fortunes lap* 
We are not the very button. 

Ham, Nor the foles of her fhooe. 

%$f. Neither my Lord. 

Ham, Thenycu Hue about her wail, orin the middle of her fa« 

Cuyk Faith her pr mates we. (uors. 

Ham. in the fee ret parts of Fortune,oh moft truc,(he is a (trumpet, 
What newest 

Hof. None my Lord, but the worlds growne honed. 

Ham. Then is Doomes day neere, but your newes is not true > 
But in the beaten way of friendship, what make you at Elfonoure i 
H$f. To vifi r you my Lord , no other occaflon. 
Ham. Begger that I am, I am euer poor c in thankes.but I thanke 
you, and fare deare friends, mythankesaretoodeareahalfpeny.* 
were you norfent for > is it your cwne inclining ? is it a free viiitati- 
on ? come* come, deal e iuftry with me,comc,come, nay fpeafce. 

C^y/.What fhould we fay my Lord i 


Prince of Denmark 

Ham. Any thing but to'th purpofe : you were tent for,ana there is 
a Kind of confefsion in your lookes, which your mode Hies haue not 
craft enough to cullour , I know the goodKing and Quecne bauc 

Rfif. To what end my Lord ? 

Usm. That you mud teach me: but let meconhireyou, by the 
rights of our fellowship, ty the confonancie of our youth, by the 
obligation of our euer preierued louejand by wharmoredearea 
better propofer can charge you withall > bee eucn and direft with 
me whether you were fent for or no. 

Bgf. What fay you. 

Utm. Nay then I haue an eye of you ?if youloue me hold not of. 

CmjI My Lord we were fenr for. 

11am I will tell you why , fo fhall my anticipation preuentyout 
difcouery , and your fecrecie to the King & Queene moulr no fea- 
ther, I haue of late , but wherefore I knowe nor, loft all my mirth, 
forgon al I cuftome of exercifes: and indeed e it eoes fo heauily with 
my difpoluion, that this goodly frame the earth , feemescomeea 
flerill promontorie , this mod excellent Canopie the ayre , looke 
you, this braueorehanging firmament, thb maieflicall roofe fret- 
ted with golden fire, why itappeareth nothing to mebutafbule 
and pefliienr congregation of vapoures . What peecc of worke is a 
man , how noble in reafon, how infinit in faculties , in forme and 
moouing, how exprefTe and admirable in action , how like an An- 
gell in apprehend on .how like a God : the beautie ofthe world ; the 
paragon of Aurumalesi and yet to me, what is this QuintefTence of 
dull: man delights not me, nor women neither , though by your 
(milling, you fceme to fay fa 

Ity. My Lord, there was no fuch ltuflfe in my thoughts. 

Haw. Why did yeelaughthen, when I fayd man delights not me. 

H*f To think e my Lord ifyou delight not in mamwhat Lemon 
entertainment the players /hall reccaue from you y we coted them 
on the way, and hether are they comming to offer you feruice. 

lUm. He chatplaycs the King fhai be welcome,fus Maieflie foal 
haue tribute on me, the aduenterous Knight ihal ! vfe his foy le and 
•<.* -*a 9 the Loucrftiai I not figh gratis 3 the humerus Man fhall end 
his part in peace* and the Lady fhall fay her roinde freely :orthe 
Flack verfefhaJlhaultfbr't. What players are they f 

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Htm. How chances it they trauaile ? their refidence both in repu- 
tation, and profit was better both way es. 

I{of. I think e their inhibition , comes by the mcanes of the late 

Htm. Doe they hold the fame eftunation they did when I was in 
the Citty j arc they fo followed. 
I{gf. Noindeedearetheynot. 
Htm. It is not very ftrange, for my VnclcisKingofDenmarke.and 
thofethat would make mouths at him while my father liuedjoiue 
twenty, fortie, fifty , a hundred duckets a peece, for his Pierre 
in little, s1)loud there is fomtlung in this more then naturaii, if 
V hi 1 fo p hie could find it out. jl Florijb. 

C*jL There are the players. 

Ham. Gentlemen you are welcome to Elfonoure , your hands come 
then, th'appurtenance of welcome is fa/hion and ceremonie J let 
mee comply with you in this garb :lct me extent to the players, 
which I tell you mud fhowe rairely outward s , fliould more ap« 
pearelike entertainment then yours i you are welcome :but my 
Vncle-father,and Aunt-mother^re deceaued. 
Guyl. InwhatmydeareLord. 

Hm. I am but mad North North weft \ when the wind is Sou* 
therly , I knowe a Hanke^rrom a hand faw. 

Enter Polomai. 
Tot. Well be with you Gentlemen. 

Htm. Harke you GftyUenftcme, a nd you to, at each eare a hearer, 
that great baby you fee there is not yet out of hi s fwadling clouts. 

Hy. Happily he is the fecond time come to them, for tney fay an 
old man is twice a child. 

Hm. I willprophecy,hecomestotellmeoftheplayers,mafkit, 
You fay right hr,a Monday morning, t'was then indeed e. 
'Pol. My Lord I haue newes to tell you. 
Htm. My Lord I haue newes to tel you: when Hpfftus was an Actor 
in Rome. 
fol. The Actors are come hether my Lord. 
Him. Buz, buz. 
'Pol. Vppon my honor. 
Htm. Then came each Aflor on his Afle. 
ToL The beftaclors in the world,either forTragedie,Cotnedy» 





Prince 0/ Demarfy . 

indeutdible , or Poem vnb'mited, Scented cannot be too heauy, nor 4>9 

VLutw too light for the lawe of writ, and the liberty : ihefe arc the 
only men. 
Htm. O tythd Iudge cf Ifraell, whata creature bad'ft thoa f 
Vol. What a treafure had he my Lord f 414 

Htm. Why one faire daughter and no more, the which he loued 
9ol. Still on my daughter. pg 

Hun. Am I not i'th right old fyt W 

fol. If you call me itptba my Lord , I haue a daughter that I lone 
Km, Nay that followes not. (pa/sing well. 

Tol. What followes then my Lord? 
Him. Why as by lot God wot , and then you knowe it came to 4 _ 4 . e 

pafle , as moft like it wasjthefirftrowe of the pious chanfon will » 

flio we y ou more, for look e where my abridgment comes. U 9 + 

Enter the Players. 
Ham. You are welcome maimers, welcome all, I am glad to fee thee ^ 

well , welcome good friends , oh old friend , why thy face is va- f 

land fince I faw thee lafLcom'ft thou to beard me in Denmark? , 

what my young Lady and mjftris , by lady your Ladifhippe if * 

nerer to heauen , then when I faw you laft by the altitude of a j. 

choptne , pray God your voyce like a peece of vncurrant gold; ^j 

bee notcrackt within the ring: maulers you are all welcome, 
weele ento't like friendly Fankncrs , fly at any thing we fee, 450^ 

weelehaueatpeechftraite, come giue vsa tall of your quality, 
come a pafsionate fpeech. 
flayer. What fpeech my good Lord f 453 

Htm. I heard thee fpeakemea fpeech once,but it wasneuer acted, 
or if it was, not aboue once , for the play I remember pica (d not 
the millicn,t'was cauiary to the gen era 11, but it was as I receaued 45- 

it & others , whofe iudgements in fuch matters cried in the top 
or mine, an excellent play, welldigefted inthcfcenes,fct downe 460 

with as much modeClie as cunning . I remember one fayd there 
were no fallets in the lines , to make the matter fauory , nor no 
matter in the phrafe that might indite the author of a flection, 464* 

but cald it an honeft method, as wholcfome as fweete, & by very « 

rnuc h>more handfome then fine :one fpeech in't I chiefely loued, 
t*was ^we^rtalke to Dkb % & there about of it efpecially when he 4& 

fpeakes of Triatns (laughter , if it Hue in your memory begin at 
this line, let me fee, let me fec,the rugged Pirbm "like Tn'ircanian jjj 









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bea(t,risnot fo,itbeginnes with 1>irrbfts t ihc rugged Vkrhu j.hewhofc 

fable Armes, 

Black as his purpofe did the night refemble, 

When he lav couched in th'omynous horfe, 

Hath now this dread and black completion frneard, 

With heraldy more dilmall head to too re, 

Now is he total I Gales horridly trickc 

With biood of fathers, mothers, daughters, fonnes, 

Bak'd and empafted with the parching ftreetes 

That lend a tirranus and a damned light 

To their Lords murth er, rotted in wrath and fire, 

And t husore-cifed with coagulate gore* 

With eyes like Carbunkles,the hclhfti Pbrrrbus 

Old grand/ire Viuan feekes $ (b proceede you. 

Tot. Foregod my Lord well fpoken, with good accent and good 

Vlxy. Anon he finds him, (difcretion. 

Striking too fhort at Greek es, his anticke fword 
Rebellious to his arme, lies where it fals , 
Repugnant to commaund $ vnequall matchr, 
Vnrbus at Truon driues, in rage ftnkes wide, 
But with the whiffe and winde of his fell fword, 
Th'vnnerued father fals : 
Seeming to feele this blowe, with flaming top 

Stoop es to his bafe % and with a hiddious crafTi 
Takes prhoner Thrbuscare, for loe his fword 
500 Which was declining on the tnilkie head 

Of rcuercnt Vriam, feem'd i'th ayre to ftick* 

So as a painted tirant Vmhm Oood 

Like a newtrall to his will and matter, 

Did nothing : 

But as wc often fee againft Come ftorme, 

A filence in the heauens , the rack e (land flill. 

The bold winds fpeechleiTe, and theorbebelowe 

As hum as death, auon the dreadful 1 thunder 

Doth rend the region, fo after Tirrkus paufe, 

A rowfed vengeance fets him new a worke. 

And neuer did the Cyclops hammers fall, 

OnT.Urfes Armor fore'd for proofe etcrne, 

With lefle remorfe then Tirrbus bleeding fword 




Prince ofDenmar^e. 

Out, out , thou (trumpet Fortune, all you gods, 
In gcnerall finod take away her power, 
Breake all thefpokes, and follies from her wheele, 
And boulethe round nauedowne the hill of heauen 
As lowe as to the fiends. 

Pol This is too Ion g. 

Htm. It fb a 1 1 to the barbers with your beard ; prethee fay on , he's 
for a hgge,or a tale of bawdry , or he fleepes , fay on.come to Hecuba, 

Play. But who, a woe* had feenc the rcobled Que ene, 

Hm. ThemoblcdQucene 

ToL That's good. 

PUy Runne barefoot e vp and downe, threat ning the flames 
With Bifon rehume,a clout vppon that head 
Where late the Diadem flood, and for a robe, 
About her lanck and all ore teamed loynes, 
A blancket in the alarme of fear e caught vp, 
Who this had f eene, with tongue in venom fleept, 
Gainfl fortunes flate would treafon haue pronoun A ; 
But if the gods themfelues did fee her then, 
When flic fa w Virrbus make malicious fport 
In mincing with his fword her huf band limraes, 
The infbnt burft of clamor that fhe made, 
VnleiTe things mortal! mooue them not at all, 
Would haue made milch the burning eyes of heauen 
And pafsion in the sods. 

Pol. Looke where he has not turnd his cullour, and has tearcs in's 
eyes, prethee no more* 

Hm. Tis well, He haue thee fpeakeout the reft of this (bone. 
Good my Lord will you fee the players well bellowed j doe you 
heare , let them be well vfed , for they are the abftracl and breefe 5<* 
Chronicles of the time; after your death you were better haue a 
bad Epitaph then their ill report while you hue. 

PoL My Lord. I will vfethem accordingto their defcrt. 

H*m. Gods bodkin man , much better , vfe euery man after his de- 
fert, & who fhall fcape whipping, vfe them after your owne honor 
and dignity, the lefle they aeferue the more raerrir is in your boun- 
ty. Take them in. 
Pol Come firs, 
Ktm.Foltowhirn friends, wede heare a play to morrowejdoft thou 















The Tragciie of Hamlet 

563 heare me old friend, can you play the murther of Gon\4g> { 
fUy. I my Lord. 
f Htm. Wcele hate to morrowe night , yon could for neede ftudy 

a fpeech of fome dofen lines , or fhcteene lines , which I would fct 
do wne and infert in'c, could you not i 
?l*y. I my Lord. 

570 Htm. Very well, followe that Lord, &looke you mock him not. 

My good friendsjlelcaue you tell night, you are welcome to Efm» 
f «wr. ExeuttfPo/ anJPityers. 

S74 X°P Good my Lord. Exeunt. 

Htm. I fo God buy to you, now I am alone, 
O what a rogue and oefant flaue am I. 
Is it not morutrous that this player heere 
578 But in 3 fixion, in a dreame of pais ion 

f Could force his foule fo to his owne conceit 
& t That from her working all the vifage wand, 
Tea res in his eyes, diftra&ion In his afpeft, 
A broken voyce, an his whole function fating 
With formes to his conceit 5 and all for nothing, 
584 For J# cub * 
f What's Heath* to him, or he to her, 

That he mould weepe for her ? what would he doe 
+ Had he the mot hie. and that for pafsion 
5^3 That I haue i he would drownc the ftsge with tearcs, 

And cleaue the general! eare with horrid fpeech, 
jpo Make mad the guilty, and appalc the free, 
Confound the ignorant, and amaze indeede 
The very faculties of eyes and eares 3 yet I, 
sn A dull and muddy metteld raskall pcake, 

Likelohn a dreames,vnpreenantofraycaufe f 
And can fey nothing) no not for a King, 
Vpon whofe property and moft dearelife, 
59* A damrfd dcieate was made : am I a coward, 

Who cals me villaine, breakes my pate a crofle, 
600 PIuckesoflFmybeard,andblowesitinmyfaee, 
Twekes mc by the nofe, giues me the Ke i'th thraote 
As deepe as to the lunges, who does me this, 
f 604 Hah, sVounds I mould takeit :for it cannot be 
But lam pidgion liuerd, and lack gall 


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Prince of Dentnarke. 

To make opprefsicn bitter, or ere this 606 

I (riould a fatted all the region kytcs 

With this (hues ofFall, bloody, baudy vtKaine, t 

R crnor flefle, trecherous, lecherous, kindiellc vtllaine. 60S 

Why what an Afle am I, this is moft brauc, 6j> t 

That I the Tonne of a dcerc murthcred, * 

Prompted to my reuengc by heauen and hell, 

Mofl like a whore vnpacke my hart with words, 614 

And rail a eurfing like a very drabbet a (tally on, fie vpponf , foh. t 

A bout my braines ; hum, I haue heard, t 

That guilty creatures fitting at s play, 6,8 

Haue by the very cunning of the fcene, 

Beene (trooke Co to the foule, that prcftr.rly 620 

They haue prodairo'd their malefactions : 

For mart her, though it haue no tongue will Ipeake 

With rnoft miraculous organ : He haue theie Players 

Play fomcching like the murther of my father 624 

Before mine Vnck, He obferue his lookes, 

lie Cent him to the quicke, if a doe blench 

1 know my courie. The fpirit that I haue fccne 

Maybeadeale,andthedealehatbpower 628 

T'afiumc a pleating (hape, yea, and perhaps, 

Out of my weakenes, and my melancholy, e 30 

As he is very potent with fuch fpirit 5, 

Abufes me to damne me s He haue grounds 

More relatiue then this, the play's the thing 

Wherein lie catch the confcience of the King, Exit, 634 

Enter King, gueene, Volenti, Ophtiia, ¥yOftneraHs t (jtql- "JlK 

denfiertifj Lords. 

King. An can you by no drift of conference 
Get from him why he puts on this confu fion, 
Grating fo harfhly all his dayes of quiet 
With turbulent and dangerous lunacie ? 

K^f, He dooes confefle he feeles himfelfcdiftra&cd, 
But from what caufe,a will by no meant* fpcaUc. 

GuyL Nor doe we find him forward to be founded, 
But with a craft ie madnes keepes aloofe * 

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Qttee. Did he receiue you well ? 

%of. Mod like a gentleman. 

Guyl. But with much forcing of his difpofition. 

kof. Niggard of cju c fl i on, but of our demaunds 
Mod tree in his reply. 

£2»et. Did you afTay him to any paftime ? 

}\of, Maddam, it fo fell out that certaine Players 
We ore-raught on the way, of thefe we told him, 
And there did feeme in him a kind of ioy 
To heare of it : they arc heerc about the Court, 
And as I thinke, they haue already order 
This night to play before him. 

Vol. Tis mofl true, 
And he befeecht me to inf rcat your Maieflics 
To heare and fee the matter. 

Kmg. With all my hart, 
And it doth much content me 
To heare him fo indin'd. 
Good gentlemen giue him a further edge, 
And driue his purpofe into thefe delights. 

Rof. We fhall my Lord. Exeunt Xof.&Gttjl 

King. Sweet gertrard, leaue vs two, 
For we haue clofcly fentfor Hamlet hether, 
That he as t'were by accedent, may heerc 
Affront Ophelias her father and my fclfe, 
Wee'le fo beOow our felues, that feeing vnfecne, 
We may of their encounter franckly iudgc, 
And gather by him as he is behau'd, 
Tit be th'affltcTion of his louc or no 
That thus he fufFers for. 

£uee. 1 dial! obey you. 
And for your part Ophelia, I doe wifh 
That your good beauties be the happy caufe 
O f Hamlets wil dnes , fo (hall I hope your vermes, 
Will bring him fojiis wonted way againe, 
To both your honours. 

Oph. Maddam, I wifh it may. 

PoL Ophelia walke you hecre, gracious fo plcafe vou, 




Prince ofDenmAtkc. 

Wc will beftow our fclucs j readc on this booke, 
That fhow of fuch an cxcrcifc may cullour 
Your lo vvlincs j wc are oft too blame in this, 
Tis too much proou'd, that with deuotions vifage 
And pious a£lion, we doe fugar ore 
The deuill himfcrfe. 

Kivg. Otis too true, j. 

How (matt a lain that fpeech doth giue my tonfeience. 
The harlots chcekc beautied with plartring art, 
Is not more ougly to the thing that helps it, 
Then is my dcedc to my moft painted word : 
Oheauy burthen. 

Enter Hamlet t 

Pel. Ihearehimcomraing,wrrh>drawmyLord. * 

Haw. To be, ornoUobe.thatisthequcfhon, . f . 

Wberher tis nobler in the minde to fuffer 

The flings and arrowes of outragious fortune, 

Or to take Armcs againft a tea of troubles, 

And by oppofing, end them, to die to ileepe <&> 

No more, and by a fleepe, to fay we end 

The hart-akc, and the thoufand naturall (hocks 

That flefh is heirc to \ tis a confumation 

Deuoutly to be wifht to die to fleepe. 

To fleepe, perchance to dreame, I there's the rub, 

For in that ileepe of death what dreames may come 

When we haue fhuffled off this mortall coyle 

Muft giue vs paufe, ihere'sthc reipcti: 68 

That makes calamine of fo long life : % 

For who would beare the whips and icornesof time, 7 o 

Th'oppretTors wrong, the proude mans contumely, « 

The pangs of defpiz d loue, the lawes delay, * 

The infolencc of office, and the fpurnes 

That patient merrit of th'vnworthy takes, 74 

When he himfclfc might his cjuietas make 

With a bare bodkin 5 who would fardels bcare, f 

To grunt and fwcat vndcr a wearie life, 

But that the dtead of (bmetbing after death, 78 

The vndifcoueiM country, from whofe borne 

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The Tr&geiie of Hamlet 
g No tr auiler rrturnes, puzzeh the will, 

And makes vs rather besrc thofe ills we haue, 
Then flic Co others that we know not of. 
Thus c onfeisnee doves make cowards, 
And thus the net sue hiew of refolution 
Is tickled ore with the pale call of thought. 
And enterprifes of great pitch and moment, 
Withchb regard theyr currents turneawry, 
dB Andloofethenaroeofaclion. Soft you now, 
The faire Ophelia, Nimph in thy ohzons 
Be all my finnes remembred, 
go Oph. Good my Lord, 

How dooes your honour for this many a day ? 
Ham. I humbly thanke you well. 
Oph. My Lord, I haue remembrances of yours 
g 4 That I haue longed long to redelincr, 
1 pray you now r eceiae them. 
Ham. No, not I.lneuergaue you ought 
t Ofb t My hoaor'd Lord, you know right well you did, 
9S i And with them words of fe fweet breath compofd 
f As made rhefe things more rich, their perfume loft, 
too Take thefe againe, for eo the noble mind 

Rich gifts wax poore when giuers prooue vnkind, 
There my Lord, 
Ham, Ha. hs, are you ftcneft. 
rot Oph, My Lord. 

Ham, Are you fairs? 
Opm. What meanes your Lordlhip ? 
Ham, That if you be honeft & hive, you fhouldadmU 
io8 no difecurte to your beautie, 

Oph* Could beauty my Lord haue better comer fe 
,io Then with honeftie i 

Han. I traly, for the power ©fbeauric will focner transforms ho- 

neftiefrom what it is toa bawde, then the force of benefhc can tranfc 

»f late beautie into his iikenes, this ms fometime a paradoxal now the 

time giues it proofs , I did loue you once. 
iq Oph. Indeed my Lord you made me bekcuefo. 

Ham. You /houid not haue bdeeu'd roe, for veitse egnnc t fe 
no enoculat our old Rock, but we Hiail rc-Uft of It, I loued y ou not 



1 II i 

Prince of Denmark. 
Ofh. I was the more deceiucd. 

Ham. Get thee a Nunry, why wouid'ft thou be a breeder of fin- 
ners, I am my felfe indifferent honeft , but yet I could accufe roee of 
fuch things, that it were better my Mother had not borne race : I am 
very prou de, reu cngefvll, ambitious, with more offences at my beck, 
then I haue thoughts to put them in, imagination to giue them fhape, 
or time to a& them in: what (hocld fuch fcllowcs as I do crauling be- 
tween* earth and heauen, wee are arrant knaues, belceue none of vs, 
goe thy waies to a Nunry . Where's your father ? 
Oph. At home my Lord. 
Ham* Let trie doores be fhut vpon him, 
That he may play the foole no where but in's owne houfe, 

Oph, O helpe him you Tweet heauens. 
Ham. Ifihoudoofl marry, lie giue thee this plague for thy dow- 
tie, be thou as chaft as yce, as pure as mow > thou {halt not efcape ca- 
lumny i get thee to a Nunry, farewell. Or if thou wilt needes marry, 
marry a foole , for wile men knowe well enough what monOcrs you 
make of them : to a Nunry goe, and quickly to, farewell. 
Opb. Heaueniy powers rcHorc him. 

Ham. I haue heard ofyour paindngs well enough, God hath gt- 
uen you one face, and you makcyonr felfes another* you gig 5c am- 
ble, and you lift you nickname Gods creatures, and make your wan- 
tonnes igno?ancej goe to, He no more on't,hha*h made raemadde, 
I fey we will haue no mo marriage, thofe that sre married a.'readie, all 
but one (hall Ime.the reft (nail keep as they are $ to a Nnnry go. Exit* 

Opb. O what a noble mind is hecrc orcrhrowne I 
The Courtiers, fouidiers, fchollers, eye, tongue, fword, 
Th'expedntion, and Rofe of the faire flare, 
The glaiTe of fafhion, and the mould of forme, 
Th'obferu'd of all obferuers, quire quite downe, 
And I of Ladies moft deicc"* and wretched, 
That fackt the honny of his rouBckt vowes.? 
Now fee what nobie and mod foucraigne reafon 
Like fwee? bells jangled out of time, and hard*, 
That vnmafcht forme, and ftatur < of b'ownc youth 
Bfefled with extacie, 6 woe is mce 
Tfauefeeoe what i haue fecne, fee what I fee. Exit, 














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The Tragedie of Hamlet 

Enter King and Poloniut. 
King. Loue, his affections doe not that way tend, 
JSot what he (pake, though it lackt forme a little, 
Was not like madnes, there's fomething in his foulc 
Ore which his melancholy (its on brood, 
174. And I doe dou bt, the hatch and the difdofe 
t Will befome danger •, which for to preuent, 
I haue in quick determination 
Thus fet it downe : he Oiall with fpecde to England, 
ij8 For the demaund of our neglected tribute, 

Haply the feas, and countries different, 
180 With variable obiecls, fhall expeli 

This fomething fetled matter in his hart, 
Whereon his braines flill bearing 
Puts him thus from fafhion of himfelfe. 
18$ What rhmke you on t ? 
Pol. It/hall doe well. 
+ But yet doe I belieue the origin and comencement of his greefe* 
186 Sprung from neglected loue : How now Ophelia .' 
You neede not tell vs what Lord Hamlet iaid, 
We heard it all : my Lord, doe as you pieafe, 
But if you hold it fit, after the play, 
190 Let his Queene-xnother all alone intreate him 
t To (how his gr icfe , let her be round with him, 
And lie be plac'd (fa pieafe you) in the care 
Of all their conference, ifihe find him nor, 
m To BngUnA fend him j or confine him where 
Your wifedome beft fhall thinkc. 
King, It (hall be fo, 
196 Madnes in great ones inuft not vnmatcbt goe. Exeunt, 

Hlii Enter Hamlet, and three of the Players. 

Ham. SpeakeihefpeechJprayyouaslpronoun'dirtoyou, trip- 
t pingly on the tongue, but ifyou mouth it as many of our Playersdo, 
4- Ihadasliuethetownecryerfpokemyiines^nordoe notfawtheayre 
too much with your hand thus, but vie all gently , for in theveiy tor- 
t tent tempeft, and as I may fay, whirlwind of your paffion, you muft 
s acquire and beget a temperance, that may giue it fmoothneffe, 6 it 
to offen ds nice to the fcule, to hearc 4 » obuftious perwig-patsd f ellowe 




Prince of Denmark. 

tere a paffion to f otters, to very rags, to fpleet the e ares of the ground- 
lings , who for the mo ft par tare capable of nothing but inexplica- 
ble dumbe fhowes, and noyfc : I would haue fuel) a fellow whipt for 
oredooing Termagant, it out Herods Herod, pray you auoydeir, 

'Player. 1 warrant your honour. 

Hamlet. Be not too tame neither, but let your owne difcretion be 
your tutor, fute the aclion to the word, the word to the aclion , with 
this fpeciall obferuance, that you ore-fteppe not the raodeOie of na- 
ture: For any thing Co ore- doone, is from the purpofe of playing, 
whofe end both at the firft, and novve, was and is , to hoi de as twere 
the Mirrour vp to nature, to (hew vertue her feature} fcorne her own 
Ima<7 e, and the very age and body of the time his forme and preffure; 
Now this ouer- done, or come rardie off, though it makes the vnskil- 
full laugh , cannot but make the iudicious grccue , the cenfure of 
which one, mull in your allowance ore-weigh a whole Theater of o- 
thers. O there be Players that I haue feene play , and heard others 
prayfd, and that highly, not to fpeake it prophancly , that neither ha- 
uingth'accentofChriftians, nor the gate of Chriflian, Pagan, nor 
man, haue fo itrutted 6c bellowed, that I haue thought (ome of Na- 
tures Iornimen had made men, and not made them well , they imita- 
ted humaniric fo abhominably. 

'Player. I hope we haue reform'd that indifferently with vs. 

Ham. O reformc italtogether,and let thofe that play your clownes 
fpeake no more then is fetdowne for them, for there be of them that 
wilthcmfclucs laugh, fofet on fome quantifieof barraine fpeclators 
to laugh to, though in the meane time, fome neceflary que (lion of 
the play be then to be confidered, that's villanous, and (newes a mod 
pift ifull ambition in the foole that vfes it : goe make you readie. How 
now my Lord, will the Kingheare thispecceof worke ? 

Enter Volomus, QuyldenSlerne, & Rofencraus. 
Pol. And the Qucenc to, and that prefently. 
Ham. Bid the Players make haft. Will you two help to harten the. 
Rof. I my Lord. Sxemt they two* 

Ham. What howe, Horatio. Enter Horatio. 

Hora, Hecre fwcet Lord, at your fcruice. 
Ham. Horatio, thou art een as iurt a man . 
As ere my conuerfation copt withaJL 
Hor. OmydccreLord. 







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6 1 "Nay, doe not thinice 1 flatter, 

For what aduanccment may I hope from thee 

That no rcucnew had but thy good fpirits 
6 i To feede and clothe thee, why fhould the poore beflatferd ? 

No, lee the candied tongue licke abfurd pompe, 

And crooke the pregnant hindges of the knee 
* Where thrift may follow fanning % doofl thou hcarc, 

68 Since my dearc fbule was mifhis of her choice. 

And could of men diftinguiih her election, 
f 70 S'hat h feald thee for herfelfe, for thou haft been 

As one in fufFring all that fufTers nothing, 

A man that Fortunes buffets and rewards 

Haft tane with equall thanks *, and blefl arc thoie 
14 Whofe blood and judgement are fo well comcdlcd, 

That they are not a pype for Fortunes finger 

To found what flop Hie pleafe ; gtue me that man 

That is not pafsions flauc, and I will weare him 

In my harts core, I in my hart of hart 

As I doe thee. Something too much of this, 
ie There is a play to night before the King, 

One fcene of it comes neere the circumftance 

Which I haue told thee of my fathers death, 

I prethee when thoufecft that aft a foote, 
fi4 Euen with the very comment of thy fbule 

Obferuc my Vncfc, if his occulted guilt 

Doe not it felfe vnkennill in one fpeech, 

It is a damned ghoft that we haue fcene, 
is And my imaginations are as fbule 

f As Vu/catu ftrthy •> giuc him heedfull note, 

<p For I mine eyes will riuet to his face, 

And after we will both our iudgements ioyne 

]n cenfure of his teeming. 
gg Hot. Well my lord, 

If a i leak ought the whilft this play is playing 

And fcape detected, 1 will pay the theft 

Enter Trumpets *nd Kettle Vrummts, King t £ueent, 
felomus, Off he k a. 
95 Hm** They are comnung to the play. I mud be idle, 


Prince of Dermarfy. 

Oct you a place. g t 

Kmg. How fares our conn Hamlet f 

Ham. Excellent yfaith, 
Of che Caroeliom difh, I care the ayre, 
PromifcTamd, you cannot fcede Capons fo. , o 

King. I haue nothing with this aunfwcr Hamlet, 
Tbefe words are not mine. 

Ham. No, nor mine now my Lord. 
You playd once i'th Vmuerfitieyou (sy $ , oi 

Vol. That did I my Lord , and was accounted a good Ae~tor, 

Ham. What did you enaft ? 

7W. I did enacl Jultm Ca/*r, I was kild i'th Capital!, wS 

Ttrutia kild mee. 

Ham. 1 1 was a brute part of him to kill fo capital! a calfe there, „o 

Be the Players rea die ? 

Bpf. I my Lord, they flay vpon your patience. 

Cer, Come hether my deere Hamlet, fit by me. + "4-'5 

Ham. No good mother, he ere 's mettle more artracTiue. 

Pol. Oho, doe you marke that. ni 

Ham. Lady fhall I lie in your lap ? 

Op be. No my Lord, no^. 

Ham* Doe you thinke I meant country matters? "3 

Oph. I thin ke nothing my Lord* 

Ham. That's a fayrethought to lye bctwecne maydes legs. '25 

Oph. What is my Lord? 

Ham. Nothing. 

Oph. You are merry my Lord u8 

Ham. Who I? 

Oph. I my Lord. '30 

Ham. O Godyour onely rigge-maker, what fhould a man 60 but 
be merry, for looke you how cheerefully my mother lookes, and my 
father died within's two howres. ' S4 

Oph. Nay, tis twice two months my Lord. 

Ham. So long, nay then let the deule weare blacke , for He haue a ip 
fu?e of fables; 6 heauens, die two months agoe, and not forgotten yet, 
then there's hope a great mans mernorie may out-Hue his life halfc a t jt 
yeere, but ber Lady a rouft build Churches then-, or els (hall a luffer 
not thinking on, with the Hobby-horfc, whore Epitaph is, for o, for J4 j 
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7ne Trumpets /oundf. Dumbe font followes; 
Snter a King and a £)ueene, the Queene embracing him, and he her, he 
takes her vp, and declines his headvpon her necke, he lyes him downe vp* 
pon a bancke of flowers, fie feeing him afleepe t leaues him: anon come in an 
other man, takes off his crowne , kijje* is » fours poyfin in the fieepers cores, 
and leaues him: the Queene retttrnes, finds the King dead, makes pajjlonate 
ai~Hon, the pojfner mthjome three or f owe come in againe , feeme to con- 
dole with her, the dead body is carried away, the poyfnerwooes the Jjjhteene 
with gifhtjbeejeemes harjh awhile t but in the end accepts lout* 

Oph. What meanes this roy Lord ? 

Ham. Marry this munching Mallico t it meanes mifchiefe, 

Oph, Belike this fhow imports the argument of the play* 

Ham. We fhall know by this fellow, Enter Prologue. 

The Players cannot keepe, theyle fell all. 

Oph. Will a tell vs what this (bow meant? 

Ham. I, or any (how that you will (bow him, be not you aihaoVd 
to fhow, heele not (hame to tell you what it meanes. 

Oph. You are naught,you are naught ,11c mark the play* 

prologue. For vs and for our Tragedic, 
Heere Hooping to your demencie, 
We begge your hearing patiently. 

Ham. Is this a Prologue, or the pofie of a ring ? 

Oph. TisbreefemyLord. 

Ham, As womansloue. 

Enter King andjQtjeene. 

King. Full thirtie times hath 'Phebus cart gone round 
7{eptunes fait wafh, and Tellus orb'd the ground, 
And thirtie dofen Moones with borrowed fheene 
About the world haue times tweJue thirties becne 
Since loue our harts, and Hymen did our hands 
Vnue comutuall in moft (acred bands. 

Ghtee: So many ioutneyes may the Sunne and Moonc 
Make vs agamc count ore ere louc be doonc, 
But woe is me, you are,fo ficke of late, 
So farre from cheere.and from onr former flate, 
Tbat I diftruft you, yet though I didrufr, 
Bifcomfort you my Lord it nothing rouft. 


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Prince of Denmark 
For women feare Coo much, euen as i hey loue, 
And w omens feare and loue hold quantitie, '77 

£y ther none, in neither ought, or in extremities f 

Mow what my Lord is proofc hath roadeyou know, f 

And as my loue is ciz'd, my feare is To, * 

Where loue is great, the litleft doubts are feare, 
Where little feares grow great, great loue growes there. 

Kmg. Faith I muft leaue thee loue, and fhorrly to, 
My operant powers their functions leaue to do, wy 

And thou (halt Hue in this fair e world behind, 
Honord, belou'd, and haply one as kind, 
For husband (halt thou. 

Jguee. O confound the reft, 
Such loue muft needes be treafon in my breft, m 

In fecond husband let me be accurft, 

Ncaic wed the fecond, but who kild the firft. Ham. That's '<?<> 

The instances that fecond marriage mouc wormwood 

Are bafe refpeels of thrift, but none of loue, 
A fecond time I kill my husband deat\ t yi 

When fecond husband kifles me in bed. 

King. I doe belieue you ihinke what now you fpeake, 
But what we doe determine, oft we breaks, 
Purpofe is but the flaue to memorie, i s 

Of violent birth, but poore validttie, 

Which now the fruite vnripe flicks on the free, **» 

But tall vnfhaken when rhey mellow bee. 
Mod neceftary cis that we forget 
To pay our felues what to our felues is debt, 
What to our fciues in pafsion we propofe, 204 

The patsion ending, doth the purpofe !oie, 
The violence of eyther, griefe, or icy. 
Their owne enna&ures with themfelues deftroy, 
Where ioy molt reuefs, griefe doth rnoft lament, 
Grecfe ioy, by griefcs> on (lender aecedent, 

This world is not for aye, nor t is not ftraoge, 210 

That cuen our Joues fhouid with our fortunes change : 
For tis a cjueflion left vs yet to proa e. 
Whether huelead fortune, or ds fortune loue. 

The greac man downc, you awske his rauoarite flyes, »ty 

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The poorc aduaunc'd, makes friends of enemies, 

And hcthcrto doth loue on fortune tend, 

For who not needes, fhall neucr lacke a friend, 

And who in want a hollow friend doth try, 

Directly feafons him his enemy. 

But orderly to end where I begunne, 

Our Willi and fates doe fo contrary runne, 

That our deuifes Hill are ouerthrowne, 

Our thoughts are ours, their ends none of our owne, 

So think e thou wilt no fecond husband wed, 

But die thy thoughts when thy firft Lord is dead. 

£l(tee. Nor earth to me giuc foode, nor heauen light, 
Sport and repofe lock from me day and night, 
To deCperation turne my truft and hope, 
And Anchors cheere in prifon be my fcope, 
Each oppofite that blancks the face of ioy , 
Me etc what I would haae well, and it deftroy, 
Both heere and hence purfue me foiling ftrife, 
If once 1 be a widdow, eucr 1 be a wife. 

King. Tis deeply fworne, fweet leauc me heere a while, 
My fpirits grow dull, and rainc I would beguile 
The tedious day with flcepe. 

£we. Sleep* rock thy braine, 
And neuer come mifchancc berweene vs twain*. Exeunt. 

Ham. Madam, how like you this play i 

Quce. The Lady doth proeeft coo much mee thinks. 

Ham. O but flieelc keepe her word. 

King. Haue you heard the argument ? is there no offence in't ? 

Ham. No»no,they do but icft,poyfon in ieft^no offence uh w^Id. 

King. What doe you call the play J 

Ham. The Mcufctrap, mary how tropically, this play is the Image 
ofamurtherdoonein?'«**4, Gon<age\i the Dukes name, his wife 
Tiaptifta, you foall fee anon, tis a knauifh peece of workc but what of 
that ? your Maieflie, and wee that haue free foules, it touches vs not, 
let the gauled lade winch, our withers are vnwrong. This is one Lh~ 
\ ( tanas, Nephew to the K ing. 

Enter Lkcianm* 

Oph. You are as good as a Chorus my Lord. 

Ham. I could interpret between* you and your loue 

breake it now* 


Prince of Denmar^e. 

If I could Tee the puppets dallying. 

Opb. You arekecne my lord, you arc kcenc. 
Hath. It would coft you a groning to take oifmine edge. 
Opb. Still better and worfe. 

Ham. So you miftake your husbands. Bcginnc rourtherer, leauc 
thy damnable faces and begin, come, the croking Raucndotli bellow 
for rcuenge. 

Luc. Thoughts black, hands apt, dmgges fit, and time agreeing, 
ConGderat feafon els no creature feeing, 
Thou mixture ranck, of midnight weedes collected, 
With Hecatthm thrice blafted, thrice inucckd, 
Thy naturall magic ke, and dire property, 
On wholfbmc life vfurpsimmediatly. 

Ham. A poyfons him i'th Garden for his eftate, his names GontA- 
go h the flory is extant, and written in very choice Italian, you (hall fee 
anon how the murtherer gets the loue of G Qr,***ocs wire. 
Opb. The King rifes. 
S^Hie. How fares my Lord > 
9V. Giue ore the play. 
King, Giue me fome light, away. 

Pol. Lights, lights, lights* Exeunt alt but Ham. & Horatio. 

Bam. Why let she ftrocken Deere goe wcepe, 
The Kart vngauled play, 
Vot fome muO watch while fome mufl fleepe, 
Thus runnes the world away. Would not this fir & a forreft of fea- 
shers, if the reft of my fortunes turne Turk with me, with prouinciall 
Rofes on my raz d fhooes, get me a feliow/hip in a cry of players ? 
Bora. Halfe a (hare. 
H*a%. A whole one! 
For thou doofl know oh Damon fcert 
ThJs Realme difmanrled was 
QHohc him/clfc, and now raignes heere 
A very very paiock. 

Bora. You might hauerym'd. 

Bam. O good H-n-atio, lie take the GhoHs word for a fhou&nd 
pound. Did'ilperceiue? 
Bora. Vsiy well my Lord. 
Bam. Vpon the falke of the poyfning. 
f&r, 1 did very well note him. 

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Ham. Ah ha, come fomc muficjue, come the ft ecorders, 
For if the King like not the Comedie, 
Why then belike he likes it not perdy. 
Come, fome mufique, 

Snter Rofencraus andCjuylAenttcrne . 

Guyl. Good my Lord, voutfafc mc a word with you. 

Ham. Sir a whole lull one. 

<}uyK The King fir. 

Ham. I iir, what of him ? 

Guyl. Is in his retirement meruilous diftempred. 

Ham. With drinke fir? 

Guyl. No my Lord, with choller, 

Ham. Your wifedorne fhould £hewe it fclfe more richer to fignifie 
this to the Dodor, for, for mee to put him to his purgation , would 
perhaps plunge him into more choller. 

guyl. Good my Lord put your difcourie into fome frame, 
And Hare not fo wildly from my afTaire. 

Ham. I am tame fir, pronounce. 

Guyl. The Queene your mother in mod great affliction of fpirir, 

Ham. You are welcome. 

Guyl. Nay good my Lord, this curtefie is not of the right breede, if 
it (hall pleafeyou to make me a wholfome aunfwere , I will doe your 
mothers commaundement, if not, your pardon and my returns , fhall 

Ham. Sir I cannot. 

%of. What my Lord* 

Ham. Make you a wholfome snfvver, my wits difeafd, bur fir, fuch 
anfwere as I can make, you (hall commaund, or rather as you fay, my 
mother, therefore no more, but to the matter, my mother you fay, 

%of. Then thus (he fayes, your behauiour hath ftrooke her into &• 
mazement and admiration. 

Ham. O wonderful fonne that canfb ftonifh a mother, but is there 
no fecjueli at the hecles of this mothers admiration, impart, 

Rof. She deiircs to fpeak with you in her clofet ere you go to bed. 

ham. We fliall obey, were Hie ten times our mother, ha ue you any 
further trade with vs? 

%pf. My Lord, you once did loue me. 

Ham. And doe m\ by thefe pickers and ftealers. 


Prince of Denmar^e. 

Rof. Good my Lord, what is your caufe of did emper, you do Pure- 
ly barre the doore vpon y our owne liberty if you deny your gricfes to 
your friend. 
Ham. Sir I lac ke aduaunceraent. 

j\ef. How can that be, when you haue the voyce of the King him- 
felfc for your fuccefsion in Denmarke. 

Enter the Flayers with Recorders, 
Ham. I fir, but while the grafle growes, the prouerbe is fomething 
mufly , 6 the Recorders, let mce fee one , to withdraw with you, why 
doe you goe about to recoucr the wind of mce, as if you would driue 
rnc into a toyle ? 
Gttyl, O my Iord,if my duty be too bold, my loue is too vnmanerly. 
Ham. I do not wel vnderftand that, wil you play vpon this pipe ? 
Gujl. My lord 1 cannot. 
Ham. I pray you, 
Guy/. Belecue me I cannot. 
Ham. Idoebefecchyou. 
(jhjL J know no touch of it my Lord. 

Ham. Itisascafieaslying jgoucrnc thefe ventages with your fin- 
gers, & the vrober, giue it breath with your mouth, & it wil difcourfe 
rooft eloquent roufique, looke you, thefe are the Oops. 

CjtiU. But thefe cannot I commaund to any vttrance of harmoniej 
haue not the skill. 

Ham. Why looke you now how vnwoorthy a thing you make of 
me, you would play vpon mee, you would fecmc to know my Hops, 
you would plucke out the hart of my mifrcry, you would found mce 
from my loweft note to my compa(Tc,and there is much mufique ex- 
cellent voyce in this little organ,yet cannot you make it fpeak, s'bloud 
do you think T am eafier to be plaid on then a pipe* call mce what in- 
ftrumem you wil, though you fret me not,you cannot play vpon me. 

Enter Polonius. 
Pol, My Lord, the Qucene would fpcake with you, & prefently. 
Ham. Do you fee yonder clowd that's almoft in (hape of a Camel t 
Pol. By'th mafTe and tis, like a Camell indeed. 
Ham. MeethinksitislikeaWczell. 
Pal. It is backt like a Wezcll. 
Ham. Or like a Whale. 

7>oA Very like a Whale. 

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Then I will come to my mother by and by, 

They foole me to the top of my bent, 1 will come by & by, 

Leaue me friends. 

I will, fay Co. By and by U eafily faid, 

Tis now the very witching time of night, 

When Churchy ardsyawnc, and hell it felfe breakes out 

Contagion to this world : now could I drinke hote blood, 

And doe fuch bufines as the bitter day 

Would quake to looke on : foft, now to my mother, 

hart loofe not thy nature, let not euer 
The foule of Nero enter this firme bofome, 
Let roe be cruel!, not vnnaturali, 

1 will fpcake dagger to her, but vfe none, 
My tongue and foule in this be hypocrites, 
How in my words fbmeucr (he be (hem. 

To giue them fcaies neuer my foule confenr, Exit, 

Snter King,, %o(encraus, and guyidenfterm. 
King, I like him not, nor (lands it fafs with vs 
To let hismadnes range, therefore prepare you, 
I yom com million will forth- with difpatch, 
And lie to England (hall along with you, 
The termes of our eftate may not endure 
Hazerd fo necr's as doth hourcly grow 
Out of his browes. 

Cjuyl. We will our fclues prouide, 
Moft holy and religious feare it is 
To keepe thofe many many bodies fafe 
That Hue and feede vpon your Maieftie* 

Rof The (ingle and peculier life is bound 
With all the flrength and armour of the mind 
To keepe it felfe from noyance, but much more 
That Ipirif, vpon whofe weaie depends and rells 
The liucs of many, the cciTe of JVJaicflic 
Dies not alone > but like a gulfe doth draw 
What's neere it, with it, or it is a mafsie wheels 
Fixt on the fbmnet of the higheft mount, 
To whofe hough (pokes, tenne thousand lefler things 
Arc rcortcift and adioynd, which when it falls, 




Prince cfDenmarl{e. 

Each fmall annexment petty conference 
Attends theboyttrous raine,neuer alone 
Did the King figh , but a generall grone. 

King. Arme you I pray you to this fpeedy vi age, 
For we will fetters put about this feare 
Which now goes coo free-footed. 

I{of. We will haft vs. Exeunt Gatt. 

Enter Polotms. 
1>«l My Lord , hee's going to his mothers clofer , 
Behind the Arras Tie conuay my felfe • 
To heare the ptocefle, Tie warrant fhee'letax him home. 
And as you fayd, and wifely was it fay d, 
Tis meet e that fome more audience then a mother, 
Since nature makes them parciall, fliould ore- heare 
The fpeech of vantage j farre you well my Leige, 
Tie call vpon you ere you goe to bed. 
And tell you what I knowe. Exit. 

King. Thaokes deere my Lord. 
O my offence is ranck , it (mels to heauen* 
It hath the primall eldcft curfe vppont, 
A brothers murther , pray can I not, 
Though inclination be as ftiarp as will, 
My ftronger guilt defeats my flrone entenr, 
And like a man to double bufsines bound, 
3 ftand in paufe where I /hall firft beginne, 
And both neglect, what if this curfed hand 
Were thicker then it felfe with brothers b!ood, 
Is there no? raine enough in thefwecte Heauens 
To warn it white as fnowe, whereto ferucs mercy 
But to confront the vifage of offence ? 
And what's in prayer but this twofold force, 
To be forestalled erewe come to fall, 
Or pardon being downe,then Tie looke vp. 
My fault is paft, but oh what forme of prayer 
On ferue my rurne, forgiue me my f oule murther, 
That cannot be fi nee I am fhil pofTeft 
Of thofc effects for which I did the murther ; 
My Crowne, mine o wne ambition, and my Queene ; 









HI. Hi. 


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The Trageiie of Hamlet 

May one be pardond and retaine th offence ? 

Jn rhe corrupted currents of this world* 

O (Fences guilded hand may (ho we by iuftice, 

And oft tis feene the wicked prize it felfe 

Buyes out the la we , but tis not fo aboue, 

There is no /burling, there the action lies 

In his true nature, and we our felues compeld 

Euen to the teeth and forhead of our faults 

To giue in euidence, what then, what reds, 

Try what repentance can, what can it not, 

Yet what can it, when one cannot repent ? 

O wretched Hare, 6 bofome blacke as death, 

O limed foule, that ftruggling to be free, 

Art more ingaged j helpe Angels make aflay, 

Bowe ftubborne kneesi and hart with firings of ileal e, 

Be fort as finnewts of the new borne babe, 

All may be well. 

Enter Hamlet* 
lijm. Now might I doe it, but now a is a praying, 
And now He doo*t,and fo a goes to heauen, 
And fo am 1 reuendge, that would befcand 
A villaine kills my father, and for that, 
1 his tole fonnc ; doe this fame villaine fend 
To heauen. 

Why , this is bafe and filly, not renendge, 
A tooke my father grotty rui 1 of bread , 
Withati his crimes braod blowne, as Hufli as May, 
And how his audit Hands whoknowes faue heauen, 
But in our circumfiance and courfe of though?, 
Tis heauy with him : and am 1 then reuendged 
To take him in the purging of his (bale, 
When he is fit and fcalond (oz his pailage^ 


Vp fword , and knowe thou a more horrid hent, 

When he is drunke, =1 Oeepe* or in his rage, 

Or in th'inceflious pleafure of his bed, 

At game a fweating, or about feme aft 

That has no reliih of faiuation in t, 



111. ui. 

Prince of Denmark* 

Then trip htm that bis heels may kick at heauen, 
And that his foule may be as damnd and black 
As hel! whereto it goes J my mother ftaies, 
This phifick but prolongs thy (ickly daies. Exit. 

King, My words fly vp, my thoughts remaine bclowe 
Words without thoughts neuer to ncauen goe. Exit. 

Enter GertrarA andValonitiS. 
9«l A will come ftrait, looke you lay home to him, 
Tell him his prancks haue bcene too braod to bcare with> 
And that your grace hath fcreend and flood betweene 
Much heate and him, He filenc c me euen heere, 
Pray you be round. 

Enter Htmlet, 

Cer, Uewaitvou,fearemenot f 
With-drawe, I heare him comming. 

Htm. Now mother, what's the matter ? 

Cer* Hamlet , thou haft thy father much offended. 

Htm, Mother, you haue my father much offended. 

Cer, Come, come, you anhvere with an idle tongue. 

Htm, Goe, goe, you queflion with a wicked tongue. 

Cer, Why how now £&»»/«? 

Htm. What's the matter now? 

Cer, Haue you forgot me? 

Hon. No by the rood not (b. 
You are the Queene, your husbands brothers wife, 
And would it were not fo, you are my mother. 

Cer, Nayjthenllefetthofetoyouthatcanfpeake. 

Htm, Come, come, and fit you downe, you (hall not boud ge, 
You goe not till I fet you vp a glafle 
Where you may fee the mod part of you. 

Cer, What wilt thou doe, thou wilt not number me, 
Hebe how. 

PoL What how belpe. 

Htm, How now, a Rat, dead for a Duckat, dead. 

f>oL Olamflaine. 

Cer. O me, what hafl thou done? 

Hon. Nay I knowe not, is it the King? 

It Cer. 


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The Trdgedie ofHamlct 

Cer. O what a rafli and bloody decde is this. 

Htm. A bloody deed e, almoft as bad, good mother 
As kill a King, and marry with his brother. 

Cer. As kill a King. 

Htm. I Lady, it was my word. 
Thou wretched, ram, intruding foolefarwell, 
J tooke thee for thy better, take thy fortune, 
Thou find'/t to be too bufie is fome danger, 
Leaue wringing of your hands, peace fit you downe, 
And let me wring your hart, for fo I /hall 
If it be made of penitrabie ituffe, 
If damned cuftome haue not brafd it fo , 
That it be proofe and bulwark againft fence. 

Ger. What haue I done, that thou dar*ft wagge thy tongue 
In noife fo rude againft me f 

Htm. Such an aft 
That blurres the grace and blufli of mod efty, 
Cals vertue hippocrit,rakes of the Rofe 
From the fair e for head of an innocent loue, 
And fets a bliflcr there, makes marriage vowes 
Asfalfe as dicers loathes, 6 fuch a deedc, 
As from the body of contraction plucks 
The very foule, and fweet religion makes 
A rapfedy of words \ heauens race dooes glowe 
Ore this (olidity and compound made 
With heated vifage, as againft the doorae 
Is thought fick at the alt 

Quee. Ay me. what aft? 

H*m. That roarcs fo low'd ,and thunders in the Index, 
Looke heere vpon this Pifture, and on this, 
The counterfeit prefentment of two brothers. 
See what a grace was feated on this browe, 
JSperhns curies, the front of lotte himfelfe, 
An eye like Trias, to threaten and command, 
A ftation like the herald Mercury* 
New lighted on a heaue, a kifsing hill, 
A combination, and a forme indeed c, 
Where euery God did ( eeme to fet his (eale 
To giue the world aifurance of a man , 




Prmce of Denmark 

This was your husband, look e you now whatfollovvcs, 

Heere is your husband like a mildewed eare, 

Blading lus wholfome brother, haue you eyes, 

Could you on this fairemountaine leauetofeede, 

And batten on this Moore } ha, haue you eyes f 

You cannot call it loue, for at your age 

The heyday in the blood is tame, it's humble, 

And waits vppon the Judgement, and what Judgement 

Would flep from this to this, fence fure youe haue 

Els could you not haue motion, but fare that fence 

Is appoplext, for madnefle would not erre 

Nor fence to extacie was nere fo thral'd 

But it referu'd fome quantity of choife 

To ferae in fuch a difference, what deuill waft 

That thus hath cofund you at hodman blind ; 

Eyes without feeling, feeling without light, 

Eares without hands, or eyes, fmelling lance all, 

Or but a lie kly part of one true fence 

Could not fo mope : 6 fliame where is thy blufh i 

Rebellious hell, 

If thou canll mutine in a Matrons bones, 

To flaming youth let vertue be as wax 

And melt in her ownen*re,procIairueno ftiarae 

When the compulfiue ardure giues the charge, 

Since froll it felfe as acliuely doth burne, 

And realbn pardons will. 

Ger. OK*W«fpcakenomore, 
Thou turn ft my very eyes into my foule, 
And there I fee fuch blacke and greeued fpors 
As will leaue there their tin'ct 

Hon. Nay but to Hue 
In the ranck fweat of an infeemed bed 
Stewed in corruption, honying, and making loue 
Ouer the nafry (tie. 

Get* O fpeake to me no more, 
Thefc words like daggers enter in my cares, 
No more fweete Hamlet. 

Ham. Amurthcrerandavilbme, 
A flaue that is not twendth part thekyth 














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TheTragedie of Hamlet 

Of your precedent Lord, a vice of Kings, 
A cut-purfe of the Empire and the rule, 
That from a fhelfe the precious Diadem Hole 
And put it in his pocket. 
Ger. Nomorc- 

Ham. A King offhred sand patches, 
Saue me and houer ore me with your wings 
You heauenly gards : what would your gracious figure ? 
Ger. Alas hee's mad. 

Htm. Doe you not come your tardy fonne to chide* 
That lap'ft in time and pafsion lets goe by 
Th'important afting of your dread command , 6 fay. 

GboH. Doe not forget, this visitation 
Is but to whet thy aJmoft blunted purpofe, 
But looke, amazement on thy mother fits, 
O Hep betweene her, and her fighting foule, 
Conceit in weakefi bodies {trongeii workes, 
Speake to her Hamlet. 
Hon. HowisitwithyouLady? 
Ger. Alas how i'fl with you ? 
That you doe bend your eye on vaeancie, 
And with thjncorporall ayre doe hold difcourfe, 
Foorth at your eyes your fpirits wildly peep, 
And as the fleeping fouldiers in th alarme, 
Your bedded haire like life in excrements 
Start vp and (land an end, 6 gentle fonne 
VpoQ the heat and flame of thy diflemper 
Sprinckle coole patience, whereon doe you looke ? 

Htm. On him, on htm, looke you how pale he glares. 
His forme and caufe conioynd, preaching to Hones 
Would make them capable, doe not looke vpon me, 
Lea ft with this pmious ac~bon you conuert 
My (rear ne efforts , then what 1 haue to doe 
Will want true cullour, teares perchance for blood. 
Ger. To whom do e you fpeake this t 
Ham. Doe you fee nothing there { 
Ger. Nothing at all > yet all that is I fee. 
Htm. Nor did you nothing hearer 
Ger. No nothing but our feiues. 




Prince of Denmar\e. 

Htm. Why loolce you there, looke how it ftcales away, 
My father in his habit as he liued, 
Looke where he goes, euen now out at the porta 11. Exit Gbtfl. 

Ger. This is the very coynage of your braine. 
This bodiJcflfe creation extacie is very cunning in. 

Htm. My pulfe as yours doth temperarly keepe time, 
And makes as healthful I muficke, it is not raadueile 
That I hauc v tt red, bring me to the teft, 
And the matter will reword, which rnadn cflTe 

Would gambole from, mother for joue of grace, 144 

Lay not that flattering vnc"tion to your lbulc + 

That not your trefpaftc but ray madnefl'e fpeakes, 
It will but skin and fi I me the vlcerous place 

Whiles ranck corruption mining all within u« 

Infefts vnfeene, confefTe your felfe to heauen. 
Repent what's part, auoyd what is to come, 15° 

And doe not fpread the comport on the weedes f 

To make them rancker, forgiue me this my vertue. 
For in thefatnelTe of thefe purfie times 

Vertue it felfe of vice muft pardon beg, *54 

Yea curbe and wooefor leaue to doe hum good. 

Cer. Offcra/rfthounaft cleft my hart in twaine. 

Htm. O thro we away the worfer part of it, 
And leaue the purer with the other halfe, 
Good night, but goe not to my Vncles bed* 

Aflune a vertue ir youhaueitnor, t 6 

That monfler cuflome, who all fence doth eate * 

Of habits deuill, is angell yet in this 

That to the vfe of actions faire and good, * 

HelikewifegiuesafrockorLiuery l6 <* 

That aptly is put on to refraine night, *tf / 

And that fhal I lend a kind of ca fines 

To the next abfhnence, the next more eafie: "rf > 

For vfe almoft can change the (lamp of nature, 10s * 

And either the deuill, or throwe him out «, 

With wonderous poteney : once more good night, 7* * 'i 

And when you are defirous to be bleft, 
He biefsing beg of vou, for this fame Lord 
I doe repent ; but heauen hath pieafd it fo 




The Trageiie ofHdmlet 

m To punifh me with this, and this with me, 

That I mud be their fcourge and miniftcr, 
I wilt beftowe him and will anfwere well 
The death 1 gaue him ; fo againe good night 
ije 1 muftbecruellonlytobckinde, 

This bad beginnes, and worfe remaines behind. 
One word more good Lady. 
iso Gtr. What fluill doe { 

Htm. Not this by no meanes chat I bid you doc, 
Let the blowt King temp't you againe to bed, 
Pinch wanton on youT cheeke, call you his Moufe, 
,8 4 And let him for a pairc of rcechie kiftes, 

Or gad ling in your necke with his damn'd fingers. 
Make you to rouell all this matter out 
That 1 eflfentially am not in madnefle, 
is8 But mad in craft, i\ver e good you let him knowe, 

For who that's but a Queene, fair c, fober, wife, 
190 Would from a pad dack , from a bat, a gib, 

Such deare conceruings hide, who would doe fo, 
No, in difpight offence and fecrecy, 
Vnpeg the basket on thehoufes fop. 
194 Let the birds fly, and like the famous Ape, 

To try conclufions in the basket creepe, 
And breake your owne necke downe. 
Cfr. Be thou aflur'd, if words be made of breach 
19s And breath of life, I haue no life to breath 

What thou hafl fayd to me. 
Ham. 1 mult to £»f/W, you knowe that. 
zoo Get. Alack I hadTorgot. 

Tis fo concluded on. 

Htm. Ther's letters feald, and my two Schoolefellowes, 
W^hom I will truft as I will Adders tang'd, 
*204 They beare the mandat, they muft fweep my way 

And marfli all me to knauery : let it worke, 
For tis the fport to haue the enginer 
Hoift with his ownepetar, an'c /hail goe hard 
*2os But 1 will delue one yard belowe their mines, 

And blowe them at the Moone : 6 tis moft Iweete 
zio When" in one line two crafts directly meet e, 



111 IV 

Prince of Denmar^, 

This man (hall fet roe packing, m 

He lugge the guts in to the neighbour roome j 

Mother good night indeed, this Counfayler 

Is now mofl (till, matt fecret, and mo ll graue, «# 

Who was in life a mod fooli(h prating knaue. 

Come fir, to draw towatd an end with you. 

Good night mother* Exit* w 

Senter King, and ^ueene, -with %$fencraus flV.i. 

an d Cjujldcnfierne. 
King. There's matter in thefe fighes, thefe profound heaues, 
You mud tranflate, tis fit we vndcrftand them, 
Where is your fonnc ? 

Cjcr. Bellow this place on vs a little while. 
Ah mine owne Lord, what haue I feene to night > 
King, What Gertrard, how dooes Hamlet f 
Ger. Mad as the fea and wind when both contend 
Which is the mightier, in hislawleflefif, 
Behind the Arras hearing fome thing (litre, 

Whyps out his Rapier, cryes a Rat, a Rat, ¥ o 

And in thisbrainifc apprehenfion kills 
The vnfeene good old man. 

King, O heauy deede ! 
It had beenefo with vs had wee been there, 
His liberrie is full of threafes to all, 
To you your felfe, to vs, to euery one, 

Alas, how (hall this bloody deede be anfwer'd ? J6 

It will be lay d to vs, whofc prouidence 
Should haue kept (hort, reflraind, and out of haunt 
This mad young man 5 but fo much was our loue, 
We would not vnderfrand what was moft fir, 
But like the owner of a foule difeafe 
To keepe it from divulging, let it feede 
Euen on the pith of life : where is he gone? 

Ger, To draw apart the body he hath kild, v 

Ore whom, bis very madnics like fome ore 
Among a minerall of mettals bafe, 
Showes it felfe pure, a weepes for what is done. 
King. OGcrtrard, come away, , t 








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1 be Tragedre of Hamlet 

The funne no (boner /hall the mountaines touch, 
But we will (hip him hence, and this vile dcede 
We muft with all our Maieftie and skill Enter %of. & Quill 

Both countcnaunce and cxcufc. Ho CjujldenUeme, 
Friends both, goe loy neyou with fome further ay de, 
Hamlet in ma dries hath 'Polomus flame, 
And from his mothers clofet hath he dreg'd him, 
Goe Iceke him out, fpeake fay re, and bring (be body 
Into the Chappell *, I pray you haft in this, I 

Come Gertrard, wee'le call vp our wifeft friends, 
And let them know both what we meane to doe 
And whats vntimcly doone, 
Whole whifper ore the worlds dyameter, 
As lcuell as the Cannon to his blanck, 
Tranfports his poyfned (hot, may mifle our Name, 
And hit the woundleiTe ayre, 6 come away, 
My (bule is full of dilcord and difmay. Exeunt, 

Enter Hamlet, Rofencraus, and others* 
nam. Safely tlowd,but foft,what noyfe, who calls on Hamlet? 
Ohcerc they come. 

Rgf. Whar haue you doone my Lord with the dead body ? 

Ham, Compound it with duft whereto tis kin. 

K$f, Tell vs where lis that we may take it thence* 
And beare i: to the Chappell 

Htm- Doc not belceue if, 

%cf. Bdecuewhat. 

Horn* Thatlcankeepeyourcoonfaile & not mine owne.befides 
to be demaunded of a fpunge, what reply cation fhould be made by 
the fonne of a King. 

Rof, Take yon me for a fpunge my Lord ? 

Ham. I fir, that fokes vp the Kings countenaunce,his rewards, his 
authorities, bucfuch Officers do« the King heft ferujee in the end, he 
kee pes them like an appte m the corner of his iaw, firft mooth'd to be 
hi\ fwaifewed, when hee needs what you haue gleand, it is but fcjuee- 
fmgyou, and fpunge you (hall be dry againe. 

J\pf. I vnderfland you not my Lord. 

haus. I am glad of it, a knauifh fpeech flecpes in a foolifh eare. 

Kef. My Lojd,you muft tell vs where the body is, and goe with vs 

i to the King. 



Prince of Denmark?* 

Ham, The body is with the King, but the King is not with the 
body. The King is a thing. 
Guy/. A thing my Lord. 
Ham. Of nothing, bring me to him. Exeunt, 

Enter King, and two or three. 
King. I haue lent to feelce him, and to find the body, 
How dangerous is it that this man goes k>ofe, 
Yet moll not we put the flrong Law on him, 
Hcc's lou'd of the diftrac"tcd multitude, 
V Vho like not in their judgement, but theyr eyes, 
And where tis Co, th'ofFenders icourge is wayed 
But neuer the offence : to beare all fmooth and euro* 
This fuddaine fending him away mufr feeme 
Deliberate paufe, difeafes defperat growne, 
By defperat applyance are relicu'd 
Or not at all. 









Enter Hpfencraus and all the reft. 
King. How now, what hath befalne ? 
2?<?/. Where the dead body is beGowd my Lord 

V Ve cannot get from him. 
King. But where is hee? 

Ro/. Without my lord, guarded to knowyour plea&rux 
King. Bring him before vs. 
J^/f How, bring in the Lord. They enter* t 

King, Now Hamlet t where*s Poloniusl 

Ham. At fupper. ; 

King. At (upper, where. 

Ham. Not where he eates, but where a is eiiteti, a certain ecenua- 20 
cation of politique wormes are een at him : your wormc is your onelv f 
Eraperour for dyer, we fat 3il creatures els to fatvs, and wee fat our 
felues for maggots, your fat King and your ieane begger is but varia- ^ , 
ble feruice, two dimes but to one fable, that s the end. 
King. Alas, alas. , 

Ham. Aroanmayfift with the worme that hath eate of a King. & **« 
eatc of the firti that hath feddc of that worme. *j» 

King. King. V Vhat dooft thou racanc by this ? 
Ham. Nothing but to /hew you how a King may g oe a progreffe 

Ka ,K ~~ 



The Tragedie of Hamlet 

j3 through the guts of a begger. 

Ktng. Where is Pelomus ? 
jj Horn. In heauen, fend thether to fee, ifyour mefienger fin de him 
not thrre, feelce him i'th other place your felfe, hut if indeed you find 
j#+ him not within this month , you (hall nofe him as you goc vp the 

flayres into the Lobby 
40 King, Goefecke him there. 

Ham. A will Hay till you come. 
K™g. Hamlet this dccde for thme efpeciall fafety 
Which we do tender, as we deerely grieue 
44 For that which thou haft done, muft fend thee hence 
Therefore prepare thy felfe, 
The Barck is ready, and the wind at hdpe, 
q ThalTociats tend, and euery thing is bent 
For England. 

Horn, for England. 
King. I Hamlet, 
Ham. Good. 

King. So is it if thou knew'ft our purpofes. 
Ham. I fee a Cherub that fees the,but come for England, 
| Farewell deere Mother, 

King. Thy louing Father Hamlet. 
53 H*m. My mother, Father and M other is man and wife, 
f Man and wife is one fiefh, fo my mother: 
j5 I Come for £ngla*d. £xtt. 

King. Follow him at foote, 
! Tempt him with tpeede abord, 
I Delay it not, He haue him hence to night, 
js j Away, for euery thing is feald and done 

That els leanes on t hafFayre, pray you make haft, 
60 I And Eng/atid,\i my ioue thou hold'ft at ought, 
j As my great power thereof may giue thee fence, 
j Since yet thy Cicatrice lookes raw and red, 
Affcr ?he Danilhfword; and thy free awe 
6{ j Payes homage toys, thou may ft not coldly let 
Our foueraigne procefle, which imports at full 
By Letters congruiog to that effect 
The prefect death o? Hamlet , doe it England* 

For like the Hectique in my blood he rages. 





Prince of Denmark*. 

And thou muft cure me \ till I know tis done, 

How ere my baps, my ioyes will ncre begin. £ xit. 

Enter Fortinbraffc with his Army otter the Rage. 
Fortitt. Goe Captaine, from me greet the Danifh King, 
Tel! him, that by his tycence Fortintrraffe 
Craues the conuey ance of a promifd march 
Ooer his kingdome, you know the randcuous, 
If that his Maiefiic would ought with vs, 
We fhall exprefle our durie in his eye, 
And let him know Co. 

Cap, I will doo't my Lord. 
For, Goe tartly on. 

Enter Hamlet \Tt^fencraus % &c. 
Ham, Good fir whofe powers are thefe? 
Cap. They are of : Norway fir. 
Ham. Howporpofdfirlprayyou? 
Cap. Againft tome part of Poland. 
Ham. Who commattnds them fir? 
fop* The Nephew to old Norway. Forten&rafle, 
&jm. Goes it againft the maine of Poland fir, 
Orror/ome frontirc ? * 

Caf. Truly to fpeake, and with no addition. 
We goe to gainc a little patch of ground 
That hath in it no profit but the name 
To pay hue duckets, Hue I would not farme it; 
Nor will it yeeld to Norway or the Pole 
A ranckcr rare, mould it be fold in fee. 
Ham. Why then the Taliacke ncucr will defend it. 
Cap. Yes, it is already garifond. 
Ham. Two t he ufand fbules, & twenty thou/and dockets 
V V»n not debate the queftion of this ftraw, 
This is thlmpoflume of much wealth and peace, 
That inward brcakes, and ihowct no caufe without 
Why the man dies. I bumbly thanke you fir. 
Cap. God buy you fir. 
Bpf. Wilt pleafe you goe my Lord ? 
Ham. lie be with you ftraight, goe a firtle before. 
How all occafions doeinforme again ft me, 

K* And 

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IV iv. 

I be Tr&ge&ie oj namict 
j 5 * And fpur my dull reuenge. What is a roan 

* If his chiefe good and market of his time 

* Be but to flcepe and feede, a beafr, no more : 
36* Sure he that made vs with fuch large difcourfe 

* Looking before and after, gaue vs not 

* That capabilific and god- like reafon 

* To fuft in vs vnvfd, now whether it be 
40+ Bcfliall obliuion, or Tome crauen fcruple 

Of thinking too precifely on f h'cuenf, 
A thought which quarterd hath but one part wifedom, 
And eucr three parts coward, I doe not know 
44* Why yet I hue to (ay this thing's to doe, 

* Sith I haue caufc, and will, and ftrengch, and meanes 

* To doo't j examples groffe as earth exhort me, 

* Wanes this Army of fuch maflc and charge, 
48* Led by a delicate and tender Prince, 

* Whofe fpirit with diuine ambition puff, 
jo t Makes mouthes tt the invifible eucnt, 

* Expofing what is mortal!, and vnfure, 

* To all that fortune, death, and danger due, 

* Euen for an Egge-fhell. Rightly to be great, 
j4* Is not to ftirrc without great argument, 

* But greatly to find quarrcll in a flraw 

* When honour's at the flake, how Hand I then 

* That haue a father kild, a mother flaind, 
s»* Excytcmenfs of my reafon, and my blood, 

* And let all fleepe, while to my fhame I fee 
<*.* The iminent death of twenty thoufand men, 

* That for a fantafie «nd tricke of fame 

* Goe to their graues like beds, fight for a plot 

* Whereon the numbers cannot try the caufe, 
64* Which is not tombe enongh and continent 

* To hide the flaine.ofromthis time forth, 

w* My thoughts be bloody, or be nothing worth, Exk. 

rv- v - £nter Horatio, Gertrard, and a Q cm It man. 

St?* e > 1 will notfpeake with her, 
Ge»t. Shee is importunar, 
2-3 Indcede diftraft, her moode will needesbc pittied. 





Prince of Demnar^e. 

Ghuf. What would fhehauc? 
Gent. She fpeakcs much of her father .fayes (hcheares 
There's tricks i'th world, and hems, and beates her hart, 
Spumes tnuioufly at ftrawes,fpeakes things in doubt 
That carry but halfe fence, her fpcech is nothing, 
Yet the vnfhaped vfe of it doth moue 
The hearers to collection , they ya wne at it, t 

And botch the words vp fit to theyr owne thoughts, , 

Which as her wincks, and nods, and geftures yeeld them, 
In deed t would make one thinke there might be thought t 

Though nothing fare, yet much vnhappuy. 

Hor*. Twere good fhe were fpoken with, for ftiee may flrew ,4 

Dangerous coniclhires in ill breeding mindes, 
Let her come in. 

Enter Ophe&u t 

Slnee. * To my finnes true nature is, 
' Each toy feemes prologue to fbmegreat amine, t 8 

' So full of artleffc iealoufie is guilt, 

* Ir fpilfs it fclfe, in fearing (o be fpylr. 20 

Opb. Where b the beautious Maieftie of Denmarke ? 
Jhiee. How now Ophelia? fhcefmgs. 

Opb. How fhould I your true loue know from another one, 
By his cockle hat and flaxTe, and his Sendall ftioone. ^ 

£uee. Alasfweet Lady, what imports this fong? 
Opl*, Say you, nay pray you roarke, 28 

He is dead 6x gone Lady, he is dead and gone, 30 

At his head a grafgreene turph, at his hedes a ftone. 
Jj>*ee. Naybutty^r/w. 
Opb. Pray you roarke. White his fhrowd as the moun taine fnow. 34-5 

Enter King. 
JZ*fe. Alas looke heere ray Lord. 

Oph. ' Larded all with fweet flowers, t 

Which beweept to the ground did not go Song. # t 

With true loue fliowers. 
King. How doe you pretty Lady i 40 

Opb. Well good dildyou, they hy the Owle was a Bakers daugh- 
ter, Lord we know what we are, but know not what we may be. 
God beat your table, 44 


IVv — 

The TragcAIe ofhamlet 

45 %'"£> Conceit vpon her Father, 

Ofb. Pray lets haue no words of this, but when they askc you 
what it mean ts, fay you this. 
4 s To morrow is S. Valentines day, Song, 

All in the morning betime, 
so And I a mayde at your.w'indow 
To be your Valentine. 

Then vp he rofe,and dond his clo(e,and dupt the chamber doore, 
st j Let in the maide.that out a maide*neuer departed more. 
King. Pretty Ofkefta. 

Opb. Indeede without an oath Be make an end on% 
ss By gis and by Saint Char itie, 

alack and He for Hume, 
6o Young men will doo^t if they come too% 
by Cock they are too blame. 
Quoth die. Before you tumbled me, you promifd me to wed, 
64. (He anfwers.) So would I a done by yonder funne 

And thou hadfl not come to my bed. 
t King. How Jong hath /he beene thus? 

<?5 Opb. I hope all will be well,we muft be patient, but 1 cannot chufe 

but weepeto thinke they would lay him i'th cold ground my brother 
70 fhal I know of it, an d to t thanke you for your good couruaiie. Come 
ray Coach, God night Ladies., god night, 
Sweet Ladyes god night, god night. 
j4-5 Ting. Follow her dofc, giue her good watch I pray you. 

O this is thepoyfon of deepe griefe, it fprings all from her Fathers 
t death, and now behold, 6 Gertrard. Gtrtrara. 
7 s When (brrowes come, they come not (ingle fpy es, 
But in battalians : firft her Father flaine, 
Next, your tonne gone, and heraoft violent Author 
Of his owne iuft remoae, the people muddied 
Thick and vnwholforae in thoughts, and whifpers 
For %qo6.To!hmha death : and we haue done but greenly 
g* In hugger mugger to inter him r poore OpheAa 
Deuided from ncrfelfe, and her faire iudgement, 
V Vithout the which we arc pictures, or meerc hearts, 
Laft, and as much contayning as all thefe, 
ss Her brother isin fecret come from Fraunce, 
Feeds on this wonder,keepesbimfe)fcin clowdes, 

Prince ofDenmrfy. 

And wants not buzzers to infe£t his care 

With pcfhlcnt fpccchcs of his fathers death. 

Wherein ncccflity of matter beggerd, 

Will nothing (lick our perfon to arraigne 

In eare and care : 6 my dears Gertrard, this 

Like to a mordring peece in many places 

Giacs me Superfluous death. A nei/e within. 

Enter a Afsjjenger. 
fang. Attend, where is my $ witters, let them guard the doore, 
What isthe matter? 

Afeffen. Saue your felfe my Lord. 
The Ocean ouer-pecring of his lift 
Ear e$ not the Bats with more impitious haft 
Then young Laertes in a riotous head 
Orcsbearcs your Officers : the rabble call him Lord, 
And m the world were now but to beginne, 
Antiquity forgot, cuftome not knowne, 
The ranfiers and props of eucry word, 
The cry choofc we* Laertes (hall be King, 
Caps, hands, and tongues applau'd it to the clouds, 
Laertes (hall be King, Laertes King. 

Jj>*ee. How cheerefully on the faifetraile they cry. A noife within. 
O this is counter you ralfe DaniuS dogges. 

Enter Laertes with others. 

King, The doores are broke. 

Zaer. Where is this King? firs (bod you all without. 

Ml. No lets come in* 

Laer. I pray you giuc me leaue. 

*41L VVewUXwewill. 

Laer, I thankeyou, keepe the doore, 6 them vile King, 
Giue me my father. 

£*ee, Calmcly good Laertes. 

Laer, That drop of Mood thats calme prodames me Baftard, 
Cries cuckold to my father, brands the Harlot 
Euen heere berweene the chaft vnfmirched browe 
Of my true mother. 

Kh$g. What v the auCe Laertes 
That thy rebellion lookes fo gy am like ? 






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IV. v 

The Tragedie of Hamlet 

Let hi m goe Gertrard, doe not fcare our perfon, 
'" There s tuch diuimtie doth hedge a King, 

That trcafon ean but peepe to what it would, 
124 A&t little of his will, tell me Laertes 

Why thou art thus incenft, let him goe gertrard, 
Spealce man. 
/JJ 7 Laer. Where is my father? 

King. Dead. 
guee. But not by him. 
138 King. Let him demaund his fill. 

Laer, How came he dead. He not be iugled with, 
' 30 To hdl allegiance, Yowes to the blackeft deuill, 
Conference and grace, to the profbundeft pie 
I dare damnation , to this poynt 1 (rand, 
That both the worlds I gjue to negligence, 
134 Let come what comes, onely He be reueng'd 
Mod throughly for my father. 
King. Who (hall Ray you? 
Laer. My will, not all the worlds: 
And for my meanes He husband them fo well, 
138 They (hall goe farre with little. 

King. Good Laertes, if you defire to know the certainty 
%4 ° Of your deere Father, ttt writ in your reuenge, 
That foopftake, jou will draw bothfriend and (be 
Winner and loolcr. 
Laer. None but his enemies, 
Ktng. Will you know them then? 
Laer. To his good friends thus wide lie opemyarmes, 
And like the land life-rendring Pelican, 
Repaft them with my blood. 

King. Whynowyoufpeake 
Like a good child, and a true Gentleman. 
That I am guiltlefTe of your fathers death, 
And am mod fencibly In griefs for it, 
* ,5 ° It (hall as leuell to your iudgement peare 

As day dooes to your eye. +4 noj/e within. 

Enter Of belt*. 
t Laer. Let her come in. 

How now, what noy fe is that J 





. Prince of Denmar\e. 

O heate. dry vp my braines, teares feauen times (alt 

Burnc out the fence and vertue of mine eye. 

By he auen thy madnes fhal! be pay d with weight t 

Tell our fcale turtle the beame. O Rofc of JMay, 

Deere may d, kind fitter* (wect Opbelta, is8 

O hcauens, ift poffiblc a young maids wits 

Should be as mortali as a poore mans life. f 160 

Ofh. They bore him bare-fafte on the Becre, Seng. l64 

Ana in his graue rain'd many a teare, 
Fare you well my Doue. 

Laer. Hadft thou thy wits, and di d'ft pcrfwade reuenge , 68 

It could not mooue thus. 

Ofh. You rauft fing a downe a downe, / 7 of 

And you call him a downe a. O how the wheele becomes it, 
It is the falfe Steward that dole his Maifters daughter. 

Laer. This nothing's more then matter. i 74 

Ofh. There's Rofemary , thats for remembrance, pray you loue re- 
member, and there is Pancies, thats for thoughts. t 

Laer. A document in madnes, thoughts and remembrance fitted. n *-9 

Opbe. There's Fennill for you, and Colcmbincs, there's Rewe for ,s 
you, 6*e heere's fome for me, we may call it herbe of Grace a Sondaies, 
you may weare your Rewe with a difference, there'* a Daiie. I would t 
eiue you feme Violets, but they wither d all when my Father dyed, l84 
they fay a made a good end. 
For bonny fweet Robin is all my ioy. 

Laer. Thought and afflictions, paffion, hell it felte ,g$ 

She turnes to fauour and to pre t tines. 

Ofh. And wil a not come againe, Seng* tgo 

And wil a not come againe, 
No, no, he is dead, goe to thy death bed, 

He neuer will come againe. , 94 

His beard was as white as (how, 

Flaxen was his pole, + 

He is gone, he is eone,and wecaft away mone, , 97 .% 

God a mercy on his foule, and of all Chriflians foules, t 

God buy you. 
Laer. Doc you this 6 God. ?oif 

Kf*%. Laertet, I mud commune with your griefe, 
Or you deny me right, goe but apart, 304 

L* Make 





I be l rageate qj namiet 

Make choice of whom your wifeft friends you will, 
A nd ihcy (hall heare and iudge twixt you and me, 
If by direct, or by colaturall hand 
208 They find vs toucht, we will our kingdoroe giue, 
Our crowne, our ufe, and all that we eali ours 
To you in fathfacTion j but if not, 
Be you content to lend your patience to vs, 
And we fhali ioyntiy labour with your foule 
To giue it due content. 
JLier. Let this be fo. 
214 His mcanes of death, his obfeure funerall. 

No trophe (word, nor hatchment ore his bones^ 
No noble right, nor formal! oftentation, 
Cry to be heard as twere from heauec to earth, 
That I mutt cali'r in que fuon, 
2/8 K ,,f £- Soyoufhall, 

And where th*ofrcnce is. iet the great axe fall. 
220 1 pray you goc with me. Exeunt, 

jy v j Ettter Horatio and other t. 

Hwa. V Vhat arc they ilm would fpeake with me ? 
Gent, Sea-faring men fir, they fay they haue Letters for you. 
Har. Let them come in. 
4 1 doc not know from what part of the world 
t 1 mould be greeted. If not from Lord Hamlet, Ettter Sayiers. 

Say. GodblefTeyoufir. 
htora. Let him blefie thee to. 
f 8 Say. A fhali Or and pleafe him, there's a Letter for you fir , it came 

t fro th'Embaflador that was bound for EttgJand, if your name be Ho» 

ratio, as I am ict to know it is. 
« Hor. Horatio, when thou malt haue ouer fookt this, giue thefe fcl- 

14 iowes fome mcanes to the King, they haue Letters for him : Ere wee 
were two daics old a? Sea, a Pyr at of very warlike appointment gaue 
vs chafe, finding our felues too flow of faile , wee put on a compelled 
1 13 valour, and in the grapple I boorded them , on the inftant they got 
dcereofour /hyp, fo 3 alone became theyr prifoner, they haue dealt 
with me like thieucs of mercie,but they knew what they did, lam to 
doe a rurnefor them, let the King haue the Letters I haue fent, and 
24 repayre thou to me with as much fpecde as thou wouldeft flie death, 
t I haue wordes to fpcake in thine care will maice thee dumbc, yet arc 


Prince of Denmark, 

they much too light for the bord of the matter , thefe good fdlo wes 
will bring thee where I am, tigfencraus and GuylAenflerne hold theyr 
courfe for England, of them I haue much to tell thee, farewell. 

So (bat then knomfl thine Hamlet, 

Her. Come I will you way for thefe your letters, 
And dooYthc fpeedier that you may direct me 
To him from whom you brought them. Sxeunt, 

SnterKwg and Laertes. 

King. Now tnuft your conference my acquittance feale, 
And you mud put me in your hart for friend, 
Sith you haue heard and with a knowing care, 
That he which hath your noble rather flaine 
Purfued my lire, 

Laer. It well appeares : but tell mee 
Why you proceed? not againft thefe feates 
So criminal! and fo capital! in nature, 
As by your fafetie, greatnes, wifdome, all things els 
You mainely were ftirr'd vp. 

King. Ofor twofpeciallreafbns 
Which may to you perhaps feeme much vnfinnowM, 
But yet to mee tha'r Orong, the Queene his mother 
Dues almort by hislookes, and for my felfe, 
My vertue or my plague, be it eyther which. 
She is (o condiue to ray life and foulc, 
That as the (lane mooues not but in bis fphere 
I could not but by her, the other moriuc, 
Why to a publique count I might not goe, 
Is the great toue the general! gender beare him, 
Who dipping all his faults in theyr affection, 
Worke ike the lpring that turneth wood to ftone, 
Cornier! his Giues to graces, Co that my arrowes 
Too fliffhtry tyrcberdtbr fo loued ArmM, 
Would haue rcusrted to my bowe againe, 
But not where I haue ay m'd them. 

Leer. And fb haue I a noble father loft, 
A fitter dttuen into detprattermes, 
Whofc worth, if prayfes may goe backe againe 











The Tragedie of Hamlet 

2t Stood challenger on mount of all the age 

For her perfection*, bur my reuenge will come. 

30 Xing, Breake not your fleepes for that, you muft not think* 

That we are made of Ruffe (o flat and dull, 
That we can let our beard be (hooke with danger, 
And thinke it paftime, you fhortly (hall heare more, 

34 I loued your father, and weloue our (elfe, 
And that I hope will teach you to imagine. 

+ £ntera Mcffengerwith Letters. 

+ Mejfen. Thcfc to your Maicflie, this to theQueene; 

jS Ting. From Ham/et, who brought them? 

Cteeff, Saylers my Lord they fay, I fa w them not, 

40 They were giuen me by CUndie, be receiued them 

• Of him that brought them. 

Kmg, Laertes you /hall heare them : leaue vs. 

43 High and mighty, you (hall know I am (et naked on your kingdom. 

to morrow (hall I begge leaue to fee your kingly eyes, when I (hal fit ft 

asking you pardon, there* vnto recount the occahon of my fuddaine 

48 returne. 

Kmg. What (hould this mesne, are all the reft come backe, 

t Or is it fbme abufe, and no fuch thing > 

Laer. Know you the hand J 

King. T\i Hamiett caraCier. Naked, 

And in a poftfeript heere he (ayes alone, 

t* CanyoudeuHeme? 

Laer. I am loft in it my Lord but let him come, 

It war m es the very ficknes in my hart 

That I Hue and tell him to his teeth 

Thus didft thou. 

58 King. Ifit be Co Laertes, 

As how (hould it be fo, how other wife, 

Will you be ruf d by me ? 

Laer. I ray Lord, fo you will not ore- rule me to a peace. 

King. To thine owne peace, if he be now returned 

As the King at his voyage, and that he meanes 

64 No more to vndertake it, I will worke him 

To an exployt, now ripe in my deuift, 

66 Vnder the which he (hall not choofebut rail : 




Prince of DenmArl^e. 

And for his death no wind of blame fhall breathe, 
But euen his Mother (hall recharge the praclife, 

Laer. My Lord I will be rul'd, 
The rather if you could deuife it fo 
That I might be the organ. 

King. It falls right, 
Yon nauebeene talkt offince yourtrauaile much, 
And that in Hamlets hearing, for a quali tie 
Wherein they fay you fhine, your furame of parts 
Did not together plucke fuch enuie from him 
As did that one, and that in my regard 
Gftbevoworthieft Hedge. 

Iter. What part is that my lord > 

King. A very ribaud in the cap of youth, 
Yet neediull to, for youth no leffe becomes 
The light and carelefTe liuery that it weares 
Then felled age, his fables, and his weedes 
Importing health and grauenes ; two months fince 
Heere was a gentleman ofNormandj. 
I baue feene my felfe, and feru d againft the French, 
And they can well on horfebacke, but this gallant 
Had witch-craft in't, he grew vnto his fcate, 
And to fuch wondrous dooing brought his horfe, 
As had he beene incorp'ft, and demy natur'd 
With the braue beaft, fo farre he topt me thought, 
That I in fbrgerie of fhapes and tricks 
Come fhorc of what he did. 

Laer. A Norman waft i 

King* A No.msn. 

Laer. Vppon my life tamot J, 

King. The very feme. 

Laer. I know him well, he is the brooch indeed 
And Iem ofall the Nation. 

King, He made confefsion of you, 
And gaue you fu cK a maflerly report 
For art and exercife in your defence, 
And for your Rapier mod efpeciall, 
That he cride out t'woulc? be a fight indeed 





















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Tta Tragedie of Hamlet 

If one could match you j the Scrimurcs of their nation 
He fwore had neither motion, guard nor eye, 
If you oppofd them ; fir this report of his 
Did Hamttt fo enuenom with his enuy , 
That he could nothing doe but wifh and beg 
Your fodaine comming ore to play with you 
Now out of this. 

Lter. What out of this ray Lord ? 

King. Laertet was your father deare to you ? 
Or are you like the painting of aforrowe, 
A face without a hart ? 

Liter. Why aske you this ? 

Kwg, Not chat I thinke you did not loue your father, 
But chat I knowe, loue is begunne by time, 
And that I fee in paflages of proofe, 
Time qualifies the fparke and fire of it, 
There liues within the very flame ofJoue 
A kind of weeke or fhufe chat will abate it* 
And nothing is at a like goodnes Hill, 
For goodnes growing to a pturific, 
Dies in his ownetoo much, that we would doe 
We Should doe when we would : tor this would change , 
And hath abatements and debyesas many, 
As there are tongues, are hands, are acccdenrs, 
And chen this mould is like a fpend thrifts figh, 
That hurts by eafmg ; but to the quick of th'vlcer, 
Hamlet comes back, what would you vndcrtake 
To ihoweyour telfeindcede your fathers fonne 
More then in words ? 

Laer. To cut his tbraot i'th Church. 

King, No place indeede fhould murther fancluarife, 
Reuendge fhould haue no bounds : but good Laertes 
Will you doe this, keepe dofe within your chamber, 
Hamlet ret urn'd, (hall knowe you are come home, 
V/eeic put on chofe (hall praife your excellence. 
And fee a double varnifh on the fame 
The trench man gaueyou, bringyou in fine together 
And wager ore your heads ; he being remiiTc, 
Mort generous, and freeftomall contriuing, 


Prince ofDemdrfa 

Will not perufc the foy Irs, To that with cafe, rj 7 

Or with a little fhuffling, you may choofe 
A (word vnbated, and in a pace of pracTife 
Requite him for your Father. 

Uter. Iwilldoo't, 140 

And for purpofe, He annoynt my fword, 
] bought an vnftion of a Mountibanck 
So mortal!, that but dippe a knife in it, * 

Where it drawes blood, no Cataplafme fo rare, ' v 

Collected from all fimpies that haue vert ue 
Vnder the Moone, ean fauc the thing from death 
That is but fcratcht withalljle tutch my point 
With this contagion, that if I gall him flight ly j t may be death, 14& 

King. Lets further thinke of this. 
Wey what conuenience both of time and mcanes \ 150 

May fit vs to our fhapeifthis ftiould fay lc, 
And that our drift looke through our bad performance, 
Twere better not aflayd, therefore this proielt, 

Should hauea back orfecond that might hold 754 

Ifthisdidblaftinproofesfoftletmefce, + 

Wee'lc make a fofemne wager on your cunnings, 
I hate, when in your motion you are hote and dry, 15$ 

As make your bouts more violent to that end, 

And that he calls for drinke, lie haue prefard him 760 f 

A Challice for the nonce, whereon but lipping, 
If he by chaance cfcape your venom'd (luck, 
Our purpofe may hold there, but flay, what noyfc? „, ,/6s* 

Enter Queene. 

£%tue. One woe doth tread vponanothersheele, >6+ 

So faft they follows your Sifters drownd Laertes. 

Laer. Drown'd, 6 where ? 

Jjhtfe. There isa Willow growesafcaunt the Brooke t 

That Oiowes his horry leaues in the glalTy flreame, fM * 

Therewith fantaflique garlands did (he make f 

Of Crowflowers, Nettles, Oaifes, and long Purples rjo 

That liberal! Shepheardsgiuca grolTer name, 
But our cull- cold maydes doe dead mens fingers call them. 
There on the pendant boughes her croncr weedes r/s 

M. Clambrmg 






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The Trage&ie of Hamlet 

Clambring (0 hang, an enuious fliuer broke. 
When downe her weedy trophies and her fclfe 
Fell in the weeping Brooke, her clothes fpred wide, 
And Marmaide like awhile they bore her vp, 
Which time flic chauntcd (hatches of old laudes, 
As one incapable of her owne diftrefTe, 
Or like a creature natiue and indewed 
Vnto that elament, but long it could not be 
Till that her garments heauy with thcyr drinke, 
Puld the poore wretch from her melodious lay 
To muddy death. 

Laer. Alas, then (he is drownd. 

j$uee. Drownd, drownd. 

L*rr. Too much of water haft thou poore Ophelia, 
And therefore 1 forbid my tcares-, but yet 
It is our tricke, nature her cuftomc holds. 
Let flume fay what it will, when thefeare gone, 
The woman will be out. AdiewmyLord, 
I haue a fpeech a Ere that faine would blafe, 
But that this folly drownes it. Exit. 

King* Let's follow Gertrard, 
How much I had to doe to caime his rage. 
Now feare I this will giue it Hart againe, 
Therefore lets follow. Exeunt, 

Enter two Clovnes. 

Clonvne. Is (hee to be buried in Chriflian buriall, when (he wilfully 
feckes her ownefaluation ? 

Other. 1 tell thee (he is.therfore make her graue ftraighr, the crow- 
ner hath fate on her, and finds it Chrifhan buriall. 

Clowne. How can that be, vnlefle flic drownd herfelfe in her owne 

Other, Why tis round Co. 

Clwne. It rouft be Co offended, it cannot be els , for heere lycJ the 
poynr, if I drowne my { argues an ad, Scan aclhath 
three branches, if is to acl, to doe, to pcrforme.or all*, (he drownd her 
fclfe wittingly 

Other N ay, but heare you good man deluer. 

Clevne. Giue mec leaue, here lyes the water, good , here Hands the 



Prince cf DenmAr^e. 
roan, good, if the roan goe to this water & drowne himfclfc, it is will is 
he.nilthe,hegocs,markeyouthat, butifthe water come to him, & 
drowne him, he drownes not himfelfe, a rgall, he that is not guilty of 
his owne death, fhortens not his ownc life. 22 

Other. But is this law? 

Clowne. Imarryi'ft.Crowncrsqueftlaw. 24-5 

Other. Will you ha the truth an't, if this had no> brene a gentlewo- 
man, Hie ftiould haue been buried out a chriftian burial! . 28 

Clowne. Why there thou fay ft, and the more pitty that great folke 
fhould haue countnaunce in this world to drowne or hang thefclucs, 
more then theyr eucn Chriften : Come my fpade , there is no aunci- 3* 

ent gentlemen but Gardners, Ditchers, and Graueraakers,thcy hold 
vp Adams profession. 

Other. Was he a gentleman ? 3<j 

Chnvne. AwasthenrftthateuerboreArmes. 37 

He put another que/Hon to thee, if thou anfwereft me not to the pur- + j 
pofe, cortfefTe thy fclfe. 

Other. Goe to. + s 

Clove. What is he that builds flronger then eythcr the Mafon., the 
ShypivT)ght,or the Carpenter. 4 g 

Other. The galiowes maker, for that out- liues a thoufand tenants. <\jo 

Clowne. I like thy wit well in good fayth, the galiowes dooes well, 
buthowedooesitwell?ltdooeswellto fhofe that do ill, nowethou 
dooft ill to fay the galiowes is built Wronger then the Church, argall, 5+ 

the galiowes may doo well to thee. Tco't againe, come. 

Other, V Vho bu'ddes Wronger then a Mafon, a Shipwright, or a 
Carpenter. jg 

Clowne . I, tell me that and vnyoke. 

Other. Marry now I can tell* 60 

Clowne. Too*t. 

Other. Mafle I cannot tell. 

Claw. Cudgcll thy braines no more about it, for your dull aflc wil 6 i 

not mend his pace with beating, and when you are askt this queftion 
rtext,fay a graue-maker, (he houfes hec makes lafls till Doom cfday. 
Goe get thee in, and fetch mee a foope of liquer. * °<> 

In youth when 1 did loue did loue. Song. > 

Me thought it was very fweet 70 

To contract 6 the rime for a my behoue, 

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fitter Hamlet and Horatio. 
Ham. Has this felio we no feeling of his bufines ? a tings in graue* 

Bora. Cuftome hath made ic in him a properrie ofeafines. 
Ham. Tis cen fo.the hand of little imploimem hath the dinticr fence 
Clow. But age with his Healing fteppes Song, 

hath clawed me in his clutch, 
And hath (hipped me into the land* 

as if I had neuer been (itch. 
Ham. That skull had a tongue in it, and could fing once , how the 
knaue iowles it to the grouncfas if twere Caines jawbone, that did the 
firft murder,this might be the pate of a pollitician, which this afle now 
ore-reaches ; one that would circumucnt God, might it not i 
Hora. It might my Lord. 

Ham. Or of a Courtier, which could (ay good morrow fweet lord, 
how dooft thou fweet lord ? This might be my Lord fuch a one, that 
ptaifed my lord fuch a ones horfe when a went to beg it, might it not } 
Hor. I my Lord. 

Ham. Why een (b, & now my Lady wormes Choples, & knockt 
about the mauene with a Sextens fpade ', heere's fine reuoiution and 
we had the tricke to feet, did thefe bones cod no more the breeding, 
but to play at logg: t s with them : mine ake to thinks on't. 
Clow. A pickax and a fpade a fpade, Song. 

for and a (hrowding (beet 
O a pit of Clay for to be made 
for fuch a guefl is meet. 
Ham. There's another, why may not that bethe skull of a Lawyer, 
where be his quiddities now, his quiiiites, his cafes, his tenurs.and his 
tricks? why dooes he fuffer this madde knaue now to knocke him a* 
bout the fconce with 3 durtie fhoucli, and will not tell him of his acti- 
on of battery, hum, this fetlowe might be in's rime a great buyer of 
Land, with his Sfatuts, his rccognifences, his fines, his double vou*. 
chers, his recoueries, to hauc his fine pate full of fine durt , will vou- 
chers vouch him no more of his purchafes & doubles then the length 
and breadth of a pay re of Indentures? The very conueyances of his 
Lands will fcarcely lye in ibis box, 6c roufl th'inheritor himfelfe haue 
no more, ha« 

Hora. Not a iot more my Lord. 

Ham, Is not parchment made of fheepe- skinnes ? 




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Mora. I my Lord,and of Caluesskinnes co 
Ham. They are Shecpe and Calves which feeke out aflurance in 
that, 1 wit fpeak to (his fellow. Whofe graue's this fata t 
Clow. Mine fir, or a pir of clay for to be made. 
Horn. I thinke it be thine indecde, fcr thou lyeft in'f. 
Qaw You lie out ont iir.and therefore tis not yours ; for my part I 
doe not lie in't . yet ir is mine. 

Ham. Thou dooft Jie in t to be \rit & 6y it is thine, f is for the dead, 
not for the qui eke, therefore thou lyefl. 

Clow. T«s a quicke lye fir, twill away againe from me to you. 
Ham. What man doofl chou digge it for ? 
flow. For no man fir 
Ham. What woman then? 
Clow. For none neither 
Ham. Who is to be buried in't ? 

Ciaw. One that was a woman fir, but reft her foule fhee's dead. 
Ham. How abfolute the knaue is, we muft fpeake by the card,or 
equiuocation wili vndoo vs. By the Lord Horatw , this three yeeres i 
hauetooke note ofir, the age is grownefo picked, that the toe of the 
pefant corns fo neere the heele of the Courtier he galls his ky be. How 
long haft thou been Graue-maker 1 

Claw. Of the dayes i'th yere I came too't that day that our Uti km? 
Hamlet ouercame Fortenhrafe, 
Ham. How long is that hnce? 

Clow. Cannot you tel! that? euery fcole can tell that, it was that 
very day that young Hamlot was home : hee that is mad and fent into 

Ham, I marry why was he fent info England t 
Clow. Why becaufe a was mad : a mall recouer his wits there, or if 
a doo not. tis no great matter there. 
Ham t Why? 

Clow. Twill not be feene in him there, there the men are as mad 
Ham, How came he mad ? (« hee. 

(low. Very flrangely they fay. 
Ham. Howftrangcly? 
Clow. Faym eene with looting his wits. 
Ham, Vpon what ground? 

Clow. Why heere in Denraarke : I haue been Sexten neere man 
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Ham. How long will a man lie i'th earth ere he rot t 

C/ovf. Fayth if a be not rotten before a die, as we haue many poo 
Jue corfes, that will fcarce hold the laying in, a will laft you fom eyght 
yecre, or nine ycere. A Tanner will laft you nine y ecre. 

Ham. Why he more then another? 

Clos*. Why fir, his hide is 10 tand with his trade , that a will keepe 
out water a great while •> & your water is a fore decay er of your whor- 
fon dead body, heer's a fculi now hath lyen you i'th earth 23 . y ceres. 

Ham. Whofewasit? 

Clew. A whorfon mad fellowes it was, whofe do you think it was ? 

Ham, Nay I know not. 

Clow. A peHilence on him for a madde rogue, a pourd a flagon of 
Rcnifh on my head once) this fame skull fir, was fir Toricks skull, the 
Kings letter. 

Ham. This? 

Claw, £en that. 

Ham. AlaspooreTWfi^.Iknewhim Horatio , a fellow of infinite 
ieft, of moft excellent fancie, hee hath bore me on his backe a thou* 
And times,and now how abhorred in my imagination it is: my gorge 
tiCes at it. Heere hnng thofe lyppes that 1 haue kift I know not howe 
oft, where be your gibes now ?yourgamboles, your fongs, your fla- 
shes of merriment, that were wont to Ctt the table on a roare, not one 
now to mo eke your owne grinning, quite chepfalne . Now get you 
to my Ladies table, & tell her, let her paint an inch thicke , to this ra- 
uourfhe muft come, make her laugh at that. 
Prethee Boraiic tell me one thing. 

Hera. What's that my Lord? 

Haw. Doofl thou thiake Alexander loolct a this fauYion s'th earth ? 

Hara. Een 10. 

Ham. Andfmcltiopah. 

Hora. Een Co my Lord. 

Ham. To what bafe vfts wee may returne Horatio t Why may not 
imagination traccthe noble duft of Alexander, till a fiodit Hopping 

Her. Twere to confider too curioufly to confider Co. 

Ham. No faith, nor a iot. but to follow him thethcr with modefly 
enough, and likely hood to leade it . Alexander dyed, Alexander was 
buried, ^i/erdader retumtth to duft, the duft is earth , of earth wee 
make Lome, 6c why of that Lome whereto he was conucrtcd, might 




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they not Hoppe a Beare- barrel 1 ? 
Imperious Ca/kr dead, and turn'd to Clay, 
Might ftoppe a hole, to keepe the wind away. 
O chat that earth which kept the world in awe, 
Should parch a wall t'cxpell the waters flaw. 
But foft, but foft awhile, here comes the King, 
The Queene.the Courtiers, who is this they follow ? 
And with fuch maimed rites? this doth betoken, 
The corfe they follow, did with defprat hand 
Foredoo it ownelife, twas of fo me eft ate, 
Couch we a while and marke. 
Laer. What Ceremonie els ? 
Ham. That is Laertes a very nobleyouth, marke* 
Laer. What Ceremonie els ? 
t Dcci. Her obfequies haue been as farre inlarg'd 
As we haue warrantee, her death was doubtful!, 
And but that great commaund ore-fwayes rhe order, 
She fhould in ground vnianltified been lodg'd 
Till the laft trumpet : for charitable prayers, 
Flints and peebles (hould be throwne on her : 
Yet heere /he is allow'd her virgin Crams, 
Her may den ftrewmenrs, and the bringing home 
Laer. Mull there no more be doone ? 
JDott. No more be doone, 
We (hould prophane the feruiceof the dead, 
To fing a Requiem and -fuch red to her 
As to peace-parted (bules. 
Laer. Lay her 1'th earth. 
And from her faire and vnpollured ficfh 
May Violets fpring : I tel! theechurlifh Pneft, 
A miniftring Angell (hall my fitter be 
When thou lycft howling. 
Ham. What, the faire Ophelti* 
Sluee. Sweets to the fweet, farewell, 
1 hop't thou fliould'fl haue been my Hamlets wife, 
I thought thy bride* bed to haue deckt fweet maide, 
And not haue flrcw'd thy graue. 
Lier. O treble woe 

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Zltf Trdgeaie oj namtti 
Fall fenne times double on that carfed head, 
Whofc wicked deede rhy mod ingenious fence 
Depriued thee of, hold off 1 he earth a while, 
Till I haue caught her once more in mine armes j 
Now pile your duft vpon the quicke and dead, 
Till of this flat a mountaine you haue made 
To'retop old Pelim t or the skyeiL head 
Of blew Olympus. 

Ham. What is he whoie griefe 
Bearcs fuch an emphefis, whofe phrafc of forrow 
Coniurcs the wandring fiarres, and makes them (land 
Like wonder wounded hearers : this is I 
Hamlet the Dane, 

Liter. The deuill take thy foule, 

Ham. Thou pray'ft not well , I prethee take thy fingers 
For though I am not fpleenatiue rafli, (from my throat, 
Yet haue I in me Something dangerous, 
Which let thy wifedome fearc } hold offthy hand, 

King. Pluck them a funder. 

J^nee. Hamlet, Hamlet. 

*All. Gentlemen. 

Hora. Good my Lord he quief. 

Hum. Why, I will fight with him vpon this theame 
Vmill my eye- lids will no longer waggc. 

J^Hce. O my fonne, what theame ? 

Ham. I loued Opheita, forty thousand brothers 
Could not with all theyr quantise of louc 
Make vp my fummc. What wile thou doo for her. 
King. O he is mad Lacrtet. 
Quee. For !oue of God forbeare him. 
Ham. S'wounds fhew roc what th'owt doe : 
Woo't wcepc, woo't fight, woo't fa ft, woo't teare thy fclfe, 
Woo't drinke vp Efill , eatc a Crocadilc ? 
lie doo't, doofl come heere to whine ? 
To eut-face me with leaping in her graue, 
Be buried quicke with her, and fo will I. 
And if thou prate of mountaines. let them throw 
Millions of Acres on vs, til! our grpund 
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Prince ofDenmarke, 

Make OfTa like a wart, nay and tbou'Jt mouthe, 3 «j 

He rant as well as thou. 

Quee. This is meere madnefTe, 
Aim this a while the fit will workeon him, 
Anon as patient as the female Doue 

When that her golden cuplets are difclofcd j 

His filence will fit drooping. 

Udm. Heareyoufir, 
What is the reafon that you vfe me thus t Jl2 

I lou'd you euer, but it is no matter, 
Let Hercules himfeife doe what he may 
The Cat will mew, and Dogge will haue his day. Exit Hamlet f 

King. I pray thee good £&**;« wake vpon him. andlloratio. y6 f 

Strengthen your patience in our laft nights fpecc h, f 

Weele put the matter to the prefentpufli : 
Good Gertrardfet fome watch ouer your fonne, 

This graue fhall hauc a liuing monument, ju> 

Anhoureofquietthirtie/hallwcfec f 

Telltheninpauenceourproceedingbe. Exeunt, J22 f 

Enter Ilmdet and Haratio. yll 

ham. So much for this fir, now fhall you fee the other, 
You doe remember all the eireuraftance, 

Hir*. Remember it my Lord. 

Ham. Sir in my hart there was a kind of fighting 
That would not let me fleepe, my thought flay 
Worfe then the mutines in the bilbo, ra/hly , 
And prayfd be rafhnes for it ;let vs knowe, 
Our indifcrerion fometime ferues vs well 
When ourdeepe plots doepall,& thatfnouldlcarnevs 
Ther's a diuinity that fhapes our ends, 
Rough hew them how we will. 

Ihxa. That is moft certaine. 

Ham. Vp from my Cabin, 
My fea-gowne fcarft about me in the darke 
Groptl to find out them, had my dehrc, 
Fingard their packer, and m fine with- drew 

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My feares forgetting manners to vnfold 
Their graund commifsion j where I found Horatio 
A royall knauery, an exatt command 
Larded with many feuerall forts of reafons, 
Importing Dcnmarkes health, and England: to, 
With hoe fuch bugges and goblines in my life, 
That on the fuperuife no leafure bated, 
No not to ftay the grinding of the Axe, 
My head (hould be ftrooke off. 
Hora. 1'ft pofsible £ 

Ham. Heeres the commifsion, read it at more leafure, 
But wilt thou heare now how I did proceed. 
Hot*. Ibefcechyou. 

Ham. Being thus benetted round with viilaines, 
Or I could make a prologue to my brain es, 
They had begunnetheplay,! fatmedowne, 
Dcuifd a new commifsion, wrote it faire, 
I once did hold it as our flatiRs doe, 
A bafenefle to write faire, and labourd much 
How to forget thar learning, but fit now 
It did meyemans feruice, wilt thou know 
Th'cftecl of what I wrote i 
Hora. I good my Lord. 
Ham. An earned conjuration from the King, 
As En'Undvj&s his faithful! tributary, 
As loue betweenethem like the paime mi°ht florifti, 
As peace mould dill her wheaten garland weare 
And fland a Comma twecne their amities, 
And many fuch like, as fir of great charge, 
That on the view, and knowing of thefe contents, 
Without debatement further more or lefTe, 
He mould thofe bearers put to fuddaine death* 
Not fhriuingtirne aiow'd. 
Hora. How was this feald? 
Ham. Why euen in that was heauen ordinary 
I had my fathers fignct in rny purfe 
Which was the modill of that Danifh feale, 
Folded the writ vp in the forme of th'other, 
Subcribe it, gau't th'imprefsion, plac'd it fafety, 



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Prince of Dcntnar\e. 

Thechanglingneuerknowne mow the next day jj 

Was our 5>ea fight, and what to this was fcquent ^ 

Thou knoweft already. 
Bora. So Guyldatfternc and Bgfcncraus goe too'c $& 

Htm. They are not neere my confeience, their defeat f 

Dooes by their owne infinnuation growe, 

Tis dangerous when the bafcr nature comes So 

Betweene the pafTe and fell incenced points 
Of mighty oppoli ts. 
Hard. Why what aKing is this ! 

Htm. Dooes it not thinke thee ftand me now vppon? t 

He that hath kild my King, and whor'd my mother, 64 

Pop'tin betweene th' election and my hopes, 
Thrownc out his Angle for my proper life, 

And with fuch cufnage , i'ft not perfect confeience i 67 

Cow. Your Lord/hip is right welcome backe to Denmark e. 81 

Htm. I humble thankeyou fir. 
D00P1 know this water fly ? 
Hard. No my good Lord. ^ 

Ham, Thy ftate is the more gracious, for tis a vice to know him, 
He hath much land and fertilf: let a beaft be Lord of beafts,and his 
crib (hall ftand at the Kings mefle , tis a chough, but as I fay, fpaci- 
ousinthepoflefsionofdurt. go 

Cow. Sweete Lord, if your Lordfhippe were at leafure, I fliould 
impart a thing to you from his Maietue. pj 

Horn. IwillreceaueitfirwithaUdilligenceoffpirit, your bonnet 
tohisright.vfe,tisforthehead. 96 

Cow. I thankeyour Lordmip, it is very hot. 
Ham. No belieue me, tis very cold, the wind is Northerly. 
Cow. It is inderTerent cold my Lord indeed. 100 

Ham. But yet me thinkes it is very fully and hot, or my complcc- f 

Cow, Exceedingly my Lord , it is very foultery, as t'were I can- J0 ^ 
not tell how: my Lord his Maieftie bad me fignific to you , thata f 
has layed a great wager on your head, fir this is the matter. 
Hun. I belecch you remember. 10$ 

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excellent differen ces, of very fort focicty , and great (bowing : in- 
deed to fpeake Tellingly of him , heeisthecardorkalenderoFgen- 
try: for yon (hall find in him the continent of what pan a Gentle- 
man would fee. 

Am. Sir* his definement fufiers no perdition in you , though I 
know to deuidehim inuentorially, would do fie th'arithmaticke of 
memory, and yet but yaw neither in refpeft of his quick (ail - s but 
in the veritie of extol ment, I take htm to be a foule of great article, 
& his infufion of fuch dearth and rarenefle, as so make true dixion 
of him , hi j femblable is his rairrour, & who els would trace him,his 
vrabrage, nothing more. 
Com. Yo u r Lordfhip (peakes m ft infallibly of him. 
Ban. Thcconcernancyfir, why doe we wrap the gentleman in 
our more rawer breath? 
Cwr> Sir. 

Bars. Iftnotpofsible to vnderftand in another tongue, you will 
too't fir really. 
Ban. What imports the nomination of this gentleman. 
Cow. Of Laertes. 

Bord. His purfe is empty already, all's golden words are (pent. 
Htm. Of him fir. 

Cow. 1 know you are not ignorant. 

Ham. I would you did fir , yet in faith if you did , it would no? 
much approoue me, well fir. 
Cow. You are not ignorant of what excellence Uertesis. 
Boh. I dare not confefle that , leaft I mould compare with 
him in excellence* but to know a man we! , were to koowe himfelfc. 
Cow. I meane fir for this weapon, but in the imputation laide on 
him, by them in his meed, bee's vnfeliowed. 
Ban. What's his weapon? 
Cow. Rapier and Dagger. 
Ban. That's two ofhis weapons, but well. 
Cow. The King fir hath wagerd with him fix Barbary horfes, 
againgft the which hee has impaund as I take it fix French Rapiers 
and Poynards, with their afsignes, as girdle, hanger and fo. Three 
of the carnages in faith , are very deareto fancy, very reponfiue to 
the hilts, moft delicate carriages, and of very liberall conceit. 
Ham. What call you the carriages f 
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Catr. The carriage fir are the hangers. 

Hun. Thephrafe would bee more Iertnan to the matter if wee 
could carry a cannon by our fides , I would it be hangers till then, 
buton,fixBarbry horfesagainft fix French fwords their afsignes, 
and three liberal! conceited carriages , that's the French bet a- 
gainfl rhe Danifb, why is this all you call it ? 

.Oar. The King fir*harh layd f 1 r, that in a dozen pafTes bet weene 
your felfe and him, hee (hail not exceede you three hits, hee hath 
layd on twelue for nine , and it would come to immediate trial 1, if 
your Lordftiippe would vouchfafe the anfwere. 

Hon. How it I anfwere no? 

Cour. I meane my Lord the oppofi tio n of your perfon in rriall. 

Ho*. Srrl will walkeheere in the hall, if ir pleafe his Maieftie , it 
is the breathing time of d ay with me, let the foiles b e brought, the 
Gentleman willing , and the King bold hispurpofejl will winne 
for him and I c an , if not, I will gaine nothing but my flume , and 
the odde hits. 

Cent. Shall I del iuer you foe* 

Hon. To this effect fir, after what fl or ifh your nature will. 

Com. I commend my duty to your Lordfhippe. 

How. Yours doo's well to commend it himfelfe , there are no 
tongues els for's turne. 

Hard. This Lapwing runnes away with the fh ell on his head. 

Htm, A did ur with his dugge before a fuck t it, thus has he and 
many more of the fame breede that I know thedrofly age dotes on, 
only got the tone of the rime, and out of an habit of incounter, a 
kind of hifly coleftion , which carries them through and through 
the moflprophane and trennowed opinions, and doc but bio we 
them to their trial!, the bubbles are out. 

Enter a Lord. 
Lor J. M y Lord, his Maieifie commended him to you by young 
OBrkhft who brings backe to him that you attend him in the hall, 
he fends to know if your pi c a fur e hold to play with Laertes , or that 
you will take longer time i 

Ham. I am conftant to my purpofes,they followe the Kings plea- 
fure, if his fitnes ipeakes , mine is ready : now or whenfoeuer , pro* 
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Lard. The King, and Qucene, and all arc comraing downe. 

Ham. In happy time. 

Lord. The Queene defires you to vfe fome gentle entertainment 

Laertes , before you fal 1 to play. 

Haw. Sheewellinftruftsme. 

Hoy*. You will loofe my Lord. 

Ham. I doc not thinke fo, fince he went into France, I haue bene 
in continual! praclife , Ifhall winne at the ods; thou would'! t not 
thinke howill all's heere about my hart, but it is no matter. 

Hor*. Nay good my Lord. 

Hdm. It is but foolery, but itis fuchakinde of gamgiuing, as 
would perhapes trouble a woman. 

Hora. If your minde diflike any thing, obay it. I will forftal their 
repairehether, and fayyou are not fit. 

Ham. Not a whit» we defie augury,thereis fpeciall prouidence in 
thefallofaSparrowe, ifitbe,tisnottocome , ifitbenottocome, 
it will be now, if it be not now, yet it well come , the readines is all, 
fince no man of ought he leaues, knowes what ill to leaue betimes, 

let be. 

%A table jrrqKirJyTrumpets,Drums and officers vntb Cujhim > 

King, Queene, an J til the flate,Vviles, daggers, 

-and Laertes. 

King. Come Hamlet, come and take this hand from me. 

Ham. Giue me your pardon fir, I haue done you wrong , 
But pardon t as you area gentleman, this prefenceknowes, 
And you mud needs haueneard , how I am punnifht 
With a fore diftraclion, what I haue done 
That might your nature, honor, and exception 
Roughly awake, I heare proc la me was madnefle, 
Waft Hamlet wronged Laertes? neuer Hamlet. 
If Hamlet from himielfe be fane away, 
And when hec's not himfelfe, dooes wrong Laertes, 
Then Hamlet dooes it not, Hamlet denies it, 
Who dooes it then t his madneiTe. Ift befo, 
Hamlet is, of thefac"tion thai is wronged, 
His madnefle is poore Hamlets cmmie % 
Let my difclaiming from a purposed euill, 
Free mefo farre in your moft generous thoughts 
That I haue /hot my arrowe ore the houfe " 


Prince ofVenmar\e. 

And hurt my brother. + 

Laer. Iamfansfiedinnature, 2 55 

Whofe moiiue in this cafe fhould ftirre me mo ft 
To my reuendge, but in my tearmes of honor 
I Hand a loofe, and will no reconcilement, 
Till by fome elder Maifters of knowne honor 

I haue a voyce and prefident of peace zao 

Tomyname vngord : but all that time * 

I doe receaue vour offerd louc, like loue, 
And will not wrong it. 

Ham. I embrace it freely, and will this brothers wager 
fra nek ly play. *U 

Giue vs the foiles. + 

Laer. Come, one fo«* me. 

Ham. Hebe your foile Laertes* in mine ignoracc e *^ 

Your skill fliall like a flarre i'tfa darkeft night 
Stick fiery of indeed. 

Laer. Youmockemefir. 

Htm. No by this hand. 

Kmg. Giue them the foiles young O/ifoefocoSnKiwJtf, sjo 

You kno we the wager. 

Ham. Very well my Lord. 
Your grace has layed the ods a'th weeker fide. 

King. 1 doenot feare it, I haue feene you both, 
But fince he is better,we haue therefore ods. ^^ 

Laer. This is to heauy : let me fee another. 

Ham. This likes me well, thefe foiles haue all a length. „ 

OsTr. 1 my good Lord. 

King. Set me the ftoopesofwinevpOR that table, 27 « 

If Hamlet giue the firft or fecond hit, 

Or quit inanfwereofthe third exchange, iso 

Let a I! the battlements their ordnance 6 re. 
The King (hall drinke to HamUts better breath, 
And in t he cup an V nice Chi II he throws, + 

Richer then that which foure fuccefsiue Kings ^< 

InDenmarkes Crowne haue worne :giueme the cups, 
And let the kettle to the trumpet fpeake. 
The trumpet to the Cannoneere without, 

The Cannons to the hcauens, the hcauen to earth, m 









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The Tragedie of Hamlet 

Now the King drinkes to Hamlet, come beginne. Trumpets 
And you the Judges beare a wary eye. the wbOr, 

Ham, Come on J lr. 

Laer. Corae ray Lord. 

Ham. One. 

Laer. No. 

Ham. Judgement. 

OFirick. A nit, a very palpable hit. Drum , trumpets and {hot. 

Lter. Well, againe. Fbrifh.apeccegoesog. 

King. Stay, giue me dr ink e, Hamlet this pearl c is thine. 
Heeres to thy health : giue him the cup. 

Htm. He play this bout fir ft, Tec it by a while 
Come, another hit. What fay you I 

Lter. Idoeconfeft. 

King. Our fonne /hall winne. 

Quee. Hee's fat and (cant ofbreath. 
IJeere Hamlet take my napkin rub thy bro wes , 
The Queene caro wfes to thy fortune Hamlet. 

Ham, Good Madam. 

Kmg. Certrard doe not drinke. 

Quee. I wi! I my Lord, I pray you pardon me. 

Kmg. It is the is too late. 

Ham. I dare not drinke yet Madam* by and by. 

Quee. Come, let me wipe thy face. 

Laer. My Lord, He hit him now. 

King. Idoenotthink'r. 

Laer. And yet it is almoft againft my confeience. 
jos Ham. Come for the third Laertes, you doe but daily, 

1 pray you pafTe with your beft violence 
yo I am mre you make a wanron of me. 

Laer. Say you fo, come on. 

Ofk. Nothing neither way. 

Laer. Haueatyounow. 

King. Part diem, they are incenfl 

Ham. Nay come againe. 

Olh. Looke to the Queene there ho we. 

Hara. They bleed onboth fides, how is it my Lord i 

OsTr. How ift Laertes i 

laer. Why as a woodcock to mine o wne fprindge OFkickj 





Prince of Dcnmar\e. 

3 am iuftly kild with mine owne treachery. 

Han. How dooes the Queened 

King. Shee (bonds to fee them bleed. 

Quee. No,no,thedrinke,the drinke.6 mydeareHWtf, 
The drinkethe drinke, I am poyfned. 

Htm. O villanie, how let the doore be lock't, 
Treachery, feeke it out. 

Ltcr. It is heere H«»/ef, thou art ftaine, 
No medcin in the world can doe thee good, 
In thee there is not halfe an houres life, 
The treacherous inftrument is in my hand 
Vnbated and enuenom'd, the foule praclife 
Hath turn'd it (elfe on me, loe heere I lie 
Neuer to rife againe, thy mother's poyfned, 
I can no more, the King, the Kings too blame. 

Htm. The point inuenom'd to, then venome to thy worke. 

*aU. Trealbn, treafon. 

King. O yet defend me friends, I am but hurt. 

Hum. Heare thou inceftious damned Dane, 
Drinke of this potion, is the Onixc heere f 
Follow my mother. 

law. He is iuftly ferued , it is a poylon temperd by himfelfe, 
Exchange forgiuenefTe with me noble Hamlet* 
Mine and my fathers death come not vppon thee, 
Nor thine on me. 

Htm. Heauen make thee free of it, I follow thee 5 
I am dead Horatio, wretc hed Queene adiew. 
You that lookepale, and tremble at this chante, 
Thar are but mutes, or audienc c to this aft, 
Had I but this fell fergeant Death 
Is itric*i in his arreft, 6 1 could tell you, 
Bnt let it be j Horatio I am dead, 
Thou liue(t> report me and my caufe a right 
To the vnfatisned. 

Hora. Neuer belieue it; 
I am more an antickc Romainethen aDane, 
Heere'syet forae liquer left. 

Hum. Asth'artaman 
Giue me the cup, let goe, by heauen He hate, 






















The Tragedie of Hamlet 

O god Horatio* what a wounded name 

Things (landing thus vnknowne, (hall I leaue behind me ? 

If thou didYt euer hold me in thy hart, 

Ablent thee from felicity a while, 

And in this harm world drawc thy breath in paine *d marckat 

To tell my (lory : what warlike noife is this i fane off. 

Enter Ofrick. 

Ofr, Young Fortenbrajfemth conqueft comefrom Poland, 
To th'embatladorsof England g\\xc% this warlike volly. 

Ham. O I die Horatio, 
The potent poyfon quite ore-cro wes my fpirit, 
I cannot liue to heare the n ewes from England, 
Butl doeprophecieth'elleclion lights 
OnEortmbrajJe, he has my dying voyce, 
So tell him, with th'occurrants more and lefTc 
Which haue folicited, the reftis (llcnce. 

Hera. Now cracks a noble hart, good night fweete Prince, 
And flights of A ngels fing thee to thy red. 
Why dooes the drum come hether ?* 

Enter Fortenbrajfc, vritk the Embajfadors. 
Tot. Where is this fi^ht * 
Hora. What is it you would fee t 
If ought of woe, or wonder, c cafe your fearch. 

For. This quarry cries on hauock, 6 prou'd death 
What fcafi is toward in thine crernall cell, 
That thou fo many Princes at a (hot 
So bloudily hafi ftrook f 

Embaf. The fight is difmall 
And our affaires from England come too late, 
Theeares arefencelcile that fhould giue vs hearing, 
To tell him his commandment is fulnld, 
Tha t Up fencraus and Gxyldenflerne a re d ead , 
Where fhould we haue our thankes^ 

Hora. Not from hi smooth 
Had it inability ofiife to rhanke you i 
He neuer eaue commandemenr for their death 5 
But /ince fo lump vpon this bloody queftion 



Prince of DcntM,r\e. 

You from the Po/Ao^warres, and you from EngUnd 
Are heere arriued, giue order that thefe bodies 
High on a ftage be placed to the view, 
And lee me fpeake, to yet vnknowing world 
How thefe things came about ; To /hall you heare 
Of carnal J, bloody and vnnarurall alb, 
Ofaccidentall judgements, cafuall (laughters, 
Of deaths put on by cunning, and for no caufe 
And in this vpfhot, purpofes miftooke, 
Falne on th muenters heads .-all this can I 
Truly deliuer. 

Far. Let vs haft to heare ir, 
And call the nobleft to the audience, 
For me, with forrowe I embrace my fortune, 
I haue fome rights , of memory in this kingdome, 
Which now to clame my vantage doth inuite me. 

Bay*. Of that I fhall hauealfo caufe to fpeake, 
And from his mouth, wbofe voyce will drawe no more, 
But let this fame be prefently perform'd 
Euen while mens mindes are wilde, leaft more mifchance 
On plots and errores happen. 

For. LetfourcCaptaines 
Beare Hamlet like a fouldier to the fa»c, 
For he was likely, hadhebceneputon, 
To haue prooucd mofl royall ; and for his pafTage, 
The fouldiersmuficke and the right of warre 
Speake loudly for him : 
Take vp the bodies, fuch a fight as this, 
Becomes the field, but heere fhowes much amuTe. 
Goe bid the fouldiers fh cote. Exeunt. 











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